you sing

You sing
I listen
Your invisible flute
Laden with fragrance
Speaks to me
When it brushes my cheek
Touches my body
Moist with droplets of
Rain or dew
Filled with glow
Of sun, moon, stars
Carrying the fragrance
Of flowers, spice
You tell stories
Of near and far
I listen.


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