Flautist
Barely touching the sides
As I slither through this life
Like a skater on thin ice.
My head on your chest
A sanctuary from the storm
Music, wavering across form.
and chattering
Like a bird,
but shattering
On the rocks,
Just shy of the shore.
You whittled
me
away
I was bobbing
on the tides.
Lost at sea
Gone for a while -
Lost in me.
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