Our Secret Sea Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Our secret sea,
Of feelings from the heart;
Inside you and me,
Never should depart.

Each is there to teach,
And giving so much;
Some we can't reach,
Even with fingering touch.

Burning love to ashes,
Ever changing sky;
Heart and content passes,
Some of them will die.

Distance grow and fall,
What we have to say;
Our love's therefore all,
Though we don't know today.

Trust you heart with this,
For it is not always here;
Just like a fondly first kiss,
Always through years - is near.