Sonnet 200, Your Love Is Sweet... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Your love is sweet like from an evening rose,
So full of mystic I never knew before;
With longings so dear and eager to explore:
A passionate river that sometimes overflows.
You are like the light that inside me glows,
An open wonder from once a closed door;
To me you're perfect and worthy to adore,
Though I can't explain nor tell what you disclose.
Heart and soul we stand and live not in vain,
Nor go about like the wind in a cloud,
Which drifts and drifts until it settles down.
We are more like the blooms and soothing rain,
That never is seen in a foggy shroud,
Or ever in disinterest shall drown.