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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