he has euphemisms for everything
sex, work, aging
feeding the chicken
beating the bushes
turning the page
and love
well there’s one for love, too
drilling for oil
and he says you go bust
most times you drill
though sometimes you hit a vein
and love gushes out
pure, rich, hot
you bathe in it
roll in it
slide your way into heaven
and maybe, he says
if you’re lucky
the well won’t run dry
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Leonard Durso 
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For Valentine’s Day
Love it! Wonderful use of metaphor.
Thank you, Mary.
You’re welcome! 🙂
I love this! Yes…that is love..delicious, wonderful, and..if you are lucky, the well does not run dry…xx -CC
Yes, if you’re lucky. That’s the hope.
Beautifully written. Count me as one of the fortunate ones to have hit oil and is still flowing.
You are indeed fortunate.