Secret Desires Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Secret desires of evening befalls
In to the glow of gone moving waves
The thoughts in blossoms spreading its craves
Making traces of glisten finger's sprawls
Love songs through the houses carry the streets
As evening comes whispering silence
Each for a desire for something its treats
In its many yielding of offshore trance

The hours casting to the dreams that will come
In the secretly emotions of night
Gentleness to adore in deep water hue
Where everything of fantasies is from
The velvety depths of the soft born light
That always comes fresh - touching things new