The beat of the song is strong at first
Like a heart that's hustled about before plopping in bed,
And you can hear it in your head.
Then, as one breathes
And the heart beat slows,
The percussion gets low,
And disappears into the shutters' creaking.

Rock me in your arms tonight
To the rhythm of that great song.
Hum along to the borrowed melody,
But please, sing the stolen lyrics
That Orpheus sang, quietly as you ascend,
And never, never look back.

-jenn