Captured love
My titles are just short descriptions of what eye write
It tends to make me want to seem to apologize
But not to them that like it we work for a creator
This poem is intended to convey it.
A mother's love is to worry about her child
to absolutely dread any bad thing
to manage to disintegrate and hide her longing from most anyone
but sometimes a lover is allowed a glimpse
of the infinite inside a heart that makes a person seem so full of love.
The child in question is someone's daughter
so full of life and musick she makes my very heart to sing
in melodies of infinite.
Then there is a love of The Father a distinct and separate thing.
The young woman had to ride in an airplane thing.
A jet or even 741 Jumbo thing or just a smaller one who knoes
This is the mothers love this is what she said to me
this is what a lover knoes
"I can still hear the engine of her plane taking off"
"she is my baby she is my love"
This is the love of The Father he is making sure the tickets
Making sure the fare making certain that the everything is paid for.
This is the lovers love to make a poem
and send this to the mother and the child
in separate envelopes
they both will smile.
This is captured love.
