Be my flute.
Breathe me music.
Let your timber resonate
My whole mundane existence
Into a symphony of beloved's lute.
Be my flute.

Be my flute
I'm longing since ages
Whispers that seeps in my eyes.
With mesmerizing  dreams you fill my voids.
Your silence lingers inside like melancholic tribute.
Be my flute.

Be my flute.
For one last time.
My unknown words inside
Flower them on your lips, give respite.
I fill you with million butterflies. I transmute.
Be my flute.

© BEAQESH