Wells Of Love Poem by John Sensele

Wells of love spell bliss
Blown into a cuddly kiss
That purifies and clarifies heartbeats
Unfocused on undulating wits.

Wells of love tell stories of happiness
Grown and known in a caress
That wins and cleans broken hearts
In all aching parts.

Wells of love don't swell ranks
Of exploited women bands
Trafficked in quick buck trucks
Driven in forsaken European pucks.

Wells of love don't enslave
Lovers caught up in an enclave
Where honey money talks folks into buying
Carnal tunnels of libido in the evening.