The Note from Which a Chord Is Built

You have always seen the best parts of me

with my uncovered eyes

loose from lenses absorbing light

your hand is wrapped in mine

the sun set for the last time

carpet stains from coffee cups

thrown to stop from hurting so much

paralyzed, I thought I'd fail you somehow

and let you down

but you saved me from death,

awakened the life for the first time

joining as voices sing, together,

the same song