Ragged Breaths
It was the flute,
shoot me
if I'm mistaken.
that first stole my heart.
she played arrogantly
intuitively
magnificently
I watched her artistry
with tears in my eyes.
that was a fortune of years ago
spent, now
just old memories of
music I have loved and
she
who played.
Copyright © John Smallshaw | Year Posted 2018
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