Untitled by Rachel Lowry

Untitled

by Rachel Lowry

Wispy song, fragile as a life,

cling to my thoughts a while longer.

Swell up a bit, proud that you are not

captured behind bars and measures.

Swoop down low, scale to soprano,

and enslave me with your theme,

so that all I am is all you beat

in steady rhythm, rhythm, rhyme.