a B minor scale
followed by a trill on C, she shivers
in delight as a cool wind blows her
music across the floor, no need,
for the arpeggio flies off her fingers,
a change of key to E, she imagines
the lovers in the glen, the picnic lunch
with wine and fresh bread, Camembert,
her favorite, and she remembers
him as her flute runs up the scale to high C,
strong, supported, fully engaged,
she reached across to him
and asked him to marry
her.
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