Love In The Air Poem by Gregory PierreJerome

love is what passes through our mines and bodies
it comes from the king of the universe
it is shared throughout his creation
but some treats it like trash
it passes through the air and fights it
to capture it you must know nature's rules
it is not a childish game like tic-tac-toe
but it is a puzzle one must find and understand
why couldn't it be a game
does it acquire emotions or just appearance and personage
love in the air, could it be or could it not