Last Tango Blue
A Poem; Selection I, Of The Curation
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2 min readMar 17, 2024
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You could have called
their love a dance
A straight out of blue romance
They danced so closely
they almost looked like one
They danced nightly
till they saw the morning sun
Then one day the music ends
The last tango played again
and again
If you go there and you
listen to the walls
You can hear them laughing
as they dance down the halls
At night they are in the sky
you can see them dancing by
Search with your heart
as you gaze into the stars
You can see them dancing
between Jupiter and Mars
You could have called
their love dance
A straight out of blue romance
They danced so closely
they almost looked like one
Now they dance nightly
till they see the morning sun
– The Texas Dog Poet
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