Dark Woods Of Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dark woods of love
You tangle my heart
Like gray clouds above
Your love will start
Every whispering way
Inside and outside
Meets each darkish gray
That in a heart'll hide

Dark woods so close
In your deep contact
With thorns like a rose
That my love distract
Every day is a flame
In burning of a dark
And never the same
Is each of your spark

Dark woods of my deep
In wonders and fire
Your leaves are asleep
From summer desire
But when spring comes
And day grows higher
Your darkish blossoms
In growth won't tire