Random ahh poem

Love

It is Everything everyone needs. 

What we long for, what we desire. 

A thing that will last forever. 

If we don’t not love we have nothing.

Love is akin to matter, 

it can not be destroyed or created. 

It is in the air around us,

and it is simply our choice to breathe that air. 

I must warn you, 

holding one’s breath is not good for them.