I don’t quite care for the Suno app. I always feel like everything sounds like country and it doesn’t fit my aesthetic. However, I wrote a poem that was a song and I couldn’t quite figure out what music would go with it so I put it in the Suno app. The poem went through three revisions before it was ready. And now I think it’s OK to share. Because regardless this poem is definitely a song and if I were able to play the piano, I would be able to craft something. However, I cannot play the piano and I do not know how to write music, I only know how to write the lyrics.
Gravity
I didn't see the question coming.
I stared at the bare wall,
my retinas scanning for a focal point,
a nail to hang my refusal on.
No. I'm broken. I'm wasted space.
The words were already said.
Then his voice, a calm anchor:
"How long are we going to live love?"
He wasn't charting my orbit
around a distant sun.
He was asking for the day he'd stop
feeling the planet lurch off its axis
when I wasn't on it.
That's when the floor turned to water.
My gravity was his name.
A contract, etched in the marrow.
What wouldn't I do?
To be the stained glass he prays to,
the wind that drives his vessel,
the sun that parts his curtains.
To be the hard, perfect light in a sapphire,
and the quiet, unbreakable bond
of his fingers laced with mine.
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That question—“How long are we going to live love?”—changed the whole poem for me. It reaches someone who has already decided they are broken and quietly asks them to imagine a shared future instead. “My gravity was his name” is such a beautiful moment of surrender: not disappearing into another person, but finally allowing love to give the world weight again.
We could test this on an app transcode I want to do. If you isolate the song and then Run it through chordify or elsewhere you’d get the notes to play it, and then me or my mom could play it, or quantum quill! I loved this!