The nature of love is easy and simple

Like the bird that sings before breakfast

Because it can’t imagine doing anything else


We all love to be loved, but pay a price

Everyone knows what it takes to be loved

Too much time is spent knowing what it takes


Love is our most treasured gift

We die inside when we fail to give it

And when we have no one to give it to


Love is like the air we breathe

It must be inhaled and exhaled

 Giving and receiving is necessary