Love is my first answer
To any question that may be asked,
Like an all purpose cleaner.
Love is always the answer
But what are the questions being asked?
I am perplexed by riddles.
Love is my answer but
I am not the one asking questions.
My solution fails to please.
Love is always my answer,
And by my sole critique I deliver
It in an inadequate manner.
Love is always my answer
Yet I speak in a foreign language,
It falls on deaf ears.
Love is the answer yet
I will not provide splendid solutions to
The one tossing them aground.