Bleeding Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Bleeding love
Always so much inside
Stars falling above
In their eternal glide
Giving its new start
First time is not enough
Interlace from in the heart
Smooth surfaces or rough

Happening for the first time
Into the pulling of truth
Could fall to steps of rime
Or be a spring of youth
Trusting a throbbing vein
Or so lofty above ground
Down to its grain by grain
When reality again is found

Closing and opening you
Love without boundaries
Crazy on going through
Blossoms of cherry trees
Passions to tow and closing
Making no time to bleed
Fires of alight on rising
Never too easy to read

Bleeding love
Always so much inside
Stars falling above
In their eternal glide
Bleeding from their desire
Some to smolder and shine
Steps of effusive higher
Close for two to combine

Bleeding love
Always so much inside
Stars falling above
In their eternal glide
Happening the first time
Into the pull of truth
Could fall to steps of rime
Or be the spring of youth

Or be the spring of youth