i look up from my knees
out into your eyes
as something is sparked
in the dark of this sleeping mind
over the black silhouettes
and into your closed-off heart
carried by the swell of your words
you wrote this past year
go under my skin
and fade into the air
notes linger on as you pull your
hands through your hair
and when i look around
i’m in a dim-lit crowd
carried by swells of your words
you wrote when you woke up
i can feel you strike a chord
that vibrates me within
a little goes a long way
we lock eyes in connection
once i go back to the ground
and my quiet white walls
get the curtain closed
and slip under my familiar covers
but closing off the people
and closing off the feed
isn’t shaking off all the melody
that stays with me