Love Is Of Truth (From, Occasional Songs) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is of truth,
Giving and taking;
The futures and ruth,
All in new waking.
Something from here,
And some from within;
Like a river bare,
Spinning on low spin.

Oceans of feelings,
For no eyes to look;
Turning and wheelings,
Forever on a hook.
Treasures and turnings,
Leisure times on;
Inside heart burnings,
Never the flame's gone.

Love is of thee,
With all what I long;
The summer to see,
Breezes in a song.
The birds in a heart,
The lovers doth hear;
Sweet in the depart,
For the balladeer.