Sparrow & the Rye

She came once. Together
We are hiding our legs
In high grass. Weather
Is a bless.
Jumping sparks of water
And the mood"s bird"s fly high.
I want you forever
And not to die.

Sing for us, oh, Sparrow!
And be tender, Rye -
We don"t live forever,
But today she"s mine.
Let this day be longer.
Rise the bird"s song high.
I"ll have to remember it
When it is my time.