Love Songs Of The Night (From Minutes Of Falling Days) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love songs of the night
Every day to be lost
Gleams of the faraway light
Through time once crossed
Where dreams are calling
Outside shimmering sky
From its saunter falling
As hours of darkness die

Flying on going motions
To all vanished yesterdays
Through disturbing commotions
In its perspective plays
What do they know of love?
In its passionate cooperate
With their mist far above
And fates mysterious gate

Like you and I are feeling
In sensation of deep abyss
With moments self-revealing
From outlying time's bliss
Love songs in the deep dim
Circling around the verity
Tinctures of sweltering vim
Inside profound unfamiliarity