You little, little woman
Smiling so much and happy all
What did you dream,
When you passed through that curtain,
Passing it over like a veil rent
And running
Like no one can
Rush and your father,
Surprised this love can hold so much
In your grin at your every smile-
Or how much you may be lifted off this world
Then feel the air swing around,
as only a bird can
in her dear moments of depression;
You take it in, this life with swoops of joy
Unfailing catching you, he records them
For later, his girl happy.
You move head towards the chest,
A slight touch all your affection
Pencilled at only his heart
There are then, just you and him.
Untouched.
