A waitress at one of the cafés in the centre of Menton.
The Colours of Passion
By Andrea Weist
The song of the needle
Is the song of my heart,
And my love of the pain
Meets my love of the art.
The liquid, fresh ink
Tells of my thirst,
And I drink of my passion
Until my heart bursts...
And the colours of joy
Can be seen on my skin;
Brilliant as sunrise,
Delicious as sin.
Is the song of my heart,
And my love of the pain
Meets my love of the art.
The liquid, fresh ink
Tells of my thirst,
And I drink of my passion
Until my heart bursts...
And the colours of joy
Can be seen on my skin;
Brilliant as sunrise,
Delicious as sin.
Nathalie at Avignon Daily Photo mentions non-permanent tattoos (and a white rat!) in her post today. It now occurs to me that perhaps what we see here is a non-permanent tattoo? It could easily be henna, couldn't it?
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