✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ 🦋Lyrics: 🐳BlueWhale ✨ ❄️Music Arrangements: 🐳BlueWhale✨ All Lyrics and Music: Copyright © 2026 BlueWhale All Rights Reserved ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ [INTRO – instrumental, very sparse] [tempo settles, one or two guitar notes only] [VERSE 1 – spoken, unforced, intimate] I know a poet. [breath] She lives in the hotel where I work. [PAUSE – half bar] [VERSE 2 – same tone, slightly more space between lines] At three thirty p.m. [breath] the Do Not Disturb light is off. [breath] We exchange a smile. She apologizes for the inconvenience, wishes me a good day. [PAUSE – guitar sustains] [VERSE 3 – observational, steady] She says she is leaving to see her father. [breath] She wrote until sleep took her. [PAUSE – near silence] [VERSE 4 – quieter, interior] The room is clean. Six books. Nothing undone except the bed. [PAUSE] [VERSE 5 – visual focus, slow pacing] A king-size bed— [breath] three pillows aligned, a hollow where her body rested, the white quilt lifted at one corner. [INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE – guitar drone, 2–4 bars] [VERSE 6 – reflective, slightly lower volume] I imagine the lamp awake all night, her pen moving, sleep arriving slowly, poems refusing to settle. [PAUSE – let the image land] [VERSE 7 – warmth enters, but restrained] Today, again at three thirty, she places a blueberry pie in my hands. She thanks me. She hugs me. Warmth remains longer than the cold outside. [PAUSE – breath audible] [VERSE 8 – return, circular] I know a poet. [breath] While I smooth the sheets, I listen— [slight pause] as if a line might still be here. [CODA – almost whispered] Maybe. [breath] Maybe. [OUTRO – guitar fades, no resolution] [End]
