#WritcoPoemPrompt109

It's unspeakable
this thrill
brooding in my head
blood rushing to
trembling fingers
barely withheld
my bated breath
sprung into avid hooting
out of the flute's eye
an outroar
an eruption

Meeting gaze
with a tense nod
he slammed his eyes close
with a familiar high note
enter
the ramming of his heart
on the keyboard
into soft ruffling feathers
with my soaring winds
pain into sheer lightness
to the call of the pipe
we smirked

Faster! Faster! Faster!
a chase between the two
striking high waves!...