The Note From Which A Chord Is Built
Emery
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,
thoughts and song