The Sound of Flutes

 

Floating through the air,
Dust swirls around, up and down,
Dancing on the wind.
 
Flowers are blooming,
Two people walk hand in hand.
They are deep in love.
 
Flutes play behind them,
The lovely sound lilts throughout,
And echoes softly.
 
Her wish was granted,
He never stopped having thoughts,
Them both together.

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