My Heart I Didn'T Know Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My heart I didn't know
Only its throbbing gone
Like footsteps in the snow
That all disappeared head-on
Wherever life meanders
In picking its inferno
We are its outlanders
By touch and afterglow

My footsteps in the snow
To follow their coming hours
Further down dim row
Structures of rubble towers
The feelings go apart
By stretching out and break
Each saying like rampart
That mounds to further ache

My heart is there to go
With beats in sleep
So you will only know
That I was yours to keep

Oh come now footsteps gone
And glisten on this baste
So memories that have shone
May never go to waste