The Flute PlayerbySilverwolf ©![]() 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 "Site content and stories Copyright secured 1998-2003 Silverwolf & Silverwolf Industries" "E-mail the Author at silverw122@netscape.net" |