Love Little No More

You said to me "I want to be buried here Under that little citrus tree..." You smiled, decidedly I looked at you perplexed This was after your disdainful speech to me I imagine queuing in the quiet, mournful strings As a dim light illuminates your broken frame You are sitting alone in the dark, Eyes glittering with secret pains And when your mouth opened to speak A French horn sounded To fulfill your rich meaning I never could bring myself to write about you Till today I never could bring myself to love you Till today Rather, I had loved you so little... I fear, And I cannot bring myself to words Only to shared tears, An incorrigible witness to your tragic play I could contribute no sound to this production I was the silence in between loud genius You drive the world crazy with your wiles Begging to be accepted, Longing to be acknowledged You claim you give all that you are And that no one sees your efforts As you shrivel with indignation I cannot bear to hate you In your broken state I honor your pain Like I honor love I know you have done wrong It is written all over your face That guilty sound in your soul Wavers in your vocal chords Like water waiting to chill Like ice rendering to crack I know how it feels To walk like death himself To be a wandering spirit that few can understand I know how it feels to be overlooked To crash upon the cold surface of indifference To not understand why you were ever born But I also know That you and I Both know these answers When one like us, in agony, Asks for help I could see the day you were born In my mind's eye Under that tall pine in the distance I could see your cocoa skin And your dark brown eyes wettened from birth Your mouth open wide to taste life Crying to the skies As God granted you entry into mankind God meant us to love you To bring smiles to your worn face God meant us to love you Just as God meant for you to endure Just as God means for us to live And I could love little no more My tears welling in my realized eyes The moment you sounded In your dark, surrounding orchestra The moment your heart was open I saw a purity once unseen Love grew from dim to bright Not some dim hue against a darkened room, But bright like fire lighting up the forgiving skies And that little citrus tree, Standing alone in the ground On this lonesome hill Will one day thrive with many others Received with smiles infinite Smiles that blot out the agonies of life Smiles that love truly and completely Jan 9th 2018