A Song To Love Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

Willingly I dried out consciousness,
turned the slight kernel in my chest,
and let the love of you hold me.

It was that love,
whose nature we came to believe
was pure possibility, which brought me here.

And love itself
has made me swell
to touch the air close in my arms.

I want to keep your whole body
and the insupportable complete
weightlessness of your loss, suspended,

met, and merged in me, every moment.
But unmanned spirit and unfleshed man,
I can not cradle... no one can.