If love was "something" that controlled "everything" what would intellect be to the human being.

We would become mere vessels for love to place its authority over our hearts, making us trip over mistakes and again start from start.

Lets say we were mere vessels for love to take its course

and the only thing running through our minds was what love told us was of the human kind.

So to love we became ships.

Ships of aviation that werent quite ready to take off

Ships of aviation that werent sure love should be its captain,

but we allowed it to write the captions, for our stories.

because after all love makes us do crazy things

but we turn around and let it run everything.

A crazy notion says the author of the love song once she puts down her pen that writes sin

and from behind the paper she evolves, finallay once visible becoming a whole new person.

But what the listener of her song dosnt understand, is that the intellect of her ship is under new command.

Love.

A captain that rules with an iron hand.