Wishes Of Gone Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Wishes of gone and into a new dream
Tongues of those lips that are always going
Where reality to black only now seem
Everything of deep within knowing

Dark like a stone in its diminishing breath
Flowing thru the heart that is not beating
Wishes of love reddish as its own death
All in to eternal way there meeting

Dreams of the glowing in restless shadows
Falling into the dances so on straight
Opposite moves into its own contrast

Feeling of hollow as time there on goes
With every hold of its many debate
Love of two ways that now seem nearly past