Ours Never For Long (From My Musical, This Is My Life) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now the day is gone everywhere
In darkness winter calls
Some somber thoughts to steer
Like the shadows on the walls
There's no shelter in day
Only the dim deep to swarm
A flickering emptiness tray
Inside your heart to warm

Walking spaces of loneliness
Nothing to come but the blue
Opening up less and less
To every thought from you
Shaking the ways of instinct
Staying so far in the inside
Understanding with no intellect
Where each abyss abide

Living and still longing for love
That far is from everything now
Just like the horizon thereof
That into afternoons disavow
Haunting's of cold so deep
Howling though wind I hear
Ours never for long to keep
Sweeping with their voices blear