Compassion Becomes You Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

gently with soft lips,
tenderness and open heart
you kissed my tears.
the salt water
caressing you,
each little bubble of emotion
brushing your being.
you felt my soul drops on your mouth
poignantly, as if your own.
you took them on your lips,
as if to annihilate
whatever malalignment existed in my world.
you held me tightly
awash in my sorrow
without hesitation...
and I ask myself
how could I not love you?