Sonnet 159
by Peter S. Quinn - June 19, 1999

Your love is sweet like from an evening rose,
So full of mystic I never knew before;
With longings so dear and eager to explore:
A passionate river that sometimes overflows.
You are like the light that inside me glows,
An open wonder from once a closed door;
To me you're perfect and worthy to adore,
Though I can't explain nor tell what you disclose.

Heart and soul we stand and live not in vain,
Nor go about like the wind in the clouds,
Which drifts and drifts until it settles down.
We are more like the blooms and soothing rain,
That never is seen in a foggy shrouds,
Or ever in disinterest shall drown.


Peter's Studio

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reg. id27617
titleSonnet 159
authorPeter S. Quinn
yearJune 19, 1999
lang. org.English
vol. titleJune Poems
copyrightPeter S. Quinn

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