Love,love,love

It’s love that drives my motivation. Can’t really give an explanation. Doesn’t need interpretation. Love in and out in respiration. Breathe out the word in exhalation. Let it in - feel its penetration. Keep it bubbling - through percolation. Love brings a sense of jubilation. I feel its calm in relaxation. It lifts me up - an elevation. Love has no bounds - no limitation. It’s infinite - there’s no allocation. For love, there can’t be any imitation. Love is love - doesn’t need translation. It’s layered through life - a lamination. Love in nature - it’s procreation. Living life is love - it’s very foundation. With family - through every generation. With friends - in every conversation. Love is my lifeblood - my navigation. Love stimulates my story - in inspiration. My life’s design - a tessellation. I found it in my occupation. If not, I’d have handed in my resignation. Love shines in children - in recreation. A love for life and education. With love, there’s no place for punctuation. I feel it all around - through observation. It’s where I look, in every situation. Embracing love - I show no trepidation. With love, no need for isolation. With love, no need for segregation. ‘Cos love binds us - a congregation. I tell the world through recitation. Without love I’d feel suffocation. Without love I’d feel a deprivation. So I rejoice in love - an exultation. Love, love love - a celebration. Love’s forever - no termination. And for love, I always hold out expectation.