So Much Of Love – Sonnet Poem by Peter S. Quinn

So much of love is looked in memories
And great still rivers of times own photos
The softly and crafted wind of summer trees
In sustained tranquility that away goes
These are never of pure material forms
They have their inner soul of ships of sand pure
Where flight of yesterdays have withered in dorms
And the knots of time untied their ligature

All love's weaving from calendars of earth foam
In courtyards lonely of secrets made
Pure stones of planets shading chromosome
That on to autumn forever has to fade
The circle unties the winding onward road
With each moment that had its ways and load