Rhymes of air

I want to rhyme like the air

Oh, so fluently prepared

And I long, to be fair

A song as its pair

The wind whistles cool

Shapeless, versatile tool

It is free, and I want to be him

To be unseen, to be clean

With no rules, the wind blows

Fast or slow, High or so low

A poem so warm; or, an attack:

“Words sweetly rhyme to ears

Or Words, sweetly strike of fears”

To escape from one’s cell

To be free, even to fail

To be common, to be rare

I want to rhyme like the air.