My mother's love is unconditional, something like an overflowing cup of water
that is pure in taste and transparent in sight.
Something as beautiful as the full moon that sparkles on the ocean's currents
Something so selfless, its almost selfish to be the source of the light in my life.
Her love ignites beyond the existence of love itself, as if it was the big bang of beats
that reached my chest, that keeps it in rhythm .
As if we are forever on the same tune, dancing with all of our might.
No disturbance or change in frequency, but rather an ongoing song on the playlist of
Trailing through eternity with no destination, but seems to start and end with you
The first love of my life, the woman whos love is rooted in mine
Her love taught me how to love, how to be loved, and what true love consist of