We're composing, you and I
Composing something greater than
Either of us can imagine
And it makes sense
For one to find the other
On occasion, the universe demonstrates
The greatest of compassions

I'm afraid
No work will be done today
As happy as I am
It is hard to attempt math
Equations on a cloud

She kissed my scars
That moment lingers on, whispering
I like you for who you are
All of you

And I do
My heart giving me
Away at times
I do

Nothing will ever be the same
Least of all my life