living

Living Outloud

you tell me it is too much
that light
i say too much
i am too much
please say that at my funeral
excessive yes extravagant
but say also how much i loved you
how much
with heart open
and hands to touch and feel
not enough eyes to see
lips to kiss
or mouths to sing
not enough arms to enclose you
say also the four chambers of my heart were too few
for all i loved
too small to contain
water, sky, sun, moon, stars
song and verse
and the noise of the world
say i wanted it all
say you were there as well

michèle voltaire marcelin

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