A Little Love Lives On Poem by John Sensele

A little love dug from a well
Where heartfelt feelings flow
Heals hurts that did spell
Doom and gloom circumstances began to grow.

A little love flowing in bouquets
Of red roses for a while
Melted despair in sentimental projects
That lovers revile.

A little love germinates in an affair
That rust and its friction slowed down
As lovers deploying an amorous flair
Revived to full vitality in their tryst town.

A little love rarely dies
If given oxygen, water and care
For the treasure to radiates more than sighs
Of relief but genuine bliss beyond compare.