#11 (From,100 Love Songs) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A love is like forest - a song in spring
Summer roses so red in the daydreams
River that flows in its ever going streams
Every bird of flower that for you shall sing
Moods of winter hour's icy pearly string
Misty and gray light from shadows deep deems
Everything that whispers on thirsty lips themes
Something that you thought to your heart would bring

Dreams of inside forest from your kindness give
Branches of your daydreams growing out its roots
Climbing to the feelings of what love's about
Land and sea of passion that you must live
Each the morning hours in its timely beauts
Without these love songs your heart shall be in doubt