The Flute Player

by

Silverwolf ©



The flute player

Haunting my memories
A wraith , pale shadow of my love
Slipping silently
Along the echoing chambers of my mind

Hollow flute I play
Matches the hollowness of my soul
I search for you
Dancing, tail high
Just out of reach

Remembering
A ghost of you
Mocking me in my lonesome quest
To join you once more

Misty-eyed
Beside your grave I sit
And play my haunting tune
To your elven jig

As I wait to die
That we may live
Again

Silverwolf



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