There are only so many 
chords and notes

I haven’t learned them
all and I’m not sure if -

Are these enough? 

I know rhythms that 
we've created
in innocent 
moments 

then there are the ones 
he, of course,
added to 
and spontaneously -

it's fluid and changing
and the lyrics do not
fit or seem to end -

Falter. 
I’m no braver today 
than yesterday. 

I want to add to it 
but what I have in front
of me can only take me
so far. 

You see, 
I wrote you a song.

I play it,
wondering
the ways you would
respond

Would you make it your own?

Would you want it to change? 

The song starts in minor
the sound of its harmony 
fades
into uncertainty. 

What would you say
if I asked you to
finish it,
together? 

I know the answer. 

That’s not even the
right question. 

I’m really asking -

Do you hear it in the
same ways
I do?

So far from the keys, 
I don’t have the 
ability 
to write its end. 

It’s there, though,
in chords and
notes that only
you know. 

it flows, you see, 
for you, alone.