The Warm Air Tune Poem by James Trotter
The Warm Air Tune
I can hear your whistling in the next room
It has a beautiful echo that persists in my ears
I don't want it to go
But soon you'll run out of breath
And there will be one, hanging, pause
The air won't move and I'll suffocate
But once you've resumed
My heart will stop
And a gentle breeze will apparate in my soul
I'll fill the gaps in your tune
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4/27/2024 3:09:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Short and sweet! Well done!