Eleven Veins In My Heaven's Leaven Poem by John Sensele

Heaven hovers over hope horizons
Which highlight the light and flight of the confidence
Concealed and sealed in my sentiment seasons
When happiness hastens my perseverance and persistence.

Heaven hobnobs with hope habits
Which coupled and pooled with happiness
Humbles, fumbles and mumblesmercies at rabbits
Which habituate and situate my crimson coziness.

Heaven hosts posts and pots of happiness
Blessed to impress stress relievers
Spun in honey and money business
Which conveys a convoy of bliss believers.

Heaven blesses and kisses the noblesse of couples
Whose mission meets marital measures
Moulded to dignify and magnify dimples
Which accentuate the contours and detours of pristine pleasures.