art from google
the air and the flute …
air caresses the flute,
unseen,
leaving not a trace
of itself.
a gentle melody,
lilting notes,
echo invisibly,
fused
by passionate breath mingling with air,
unseen …
art from google
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the air and the flute
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October 22, 2018
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