Your love is sweet like from an evening rose, br So full of mystic I never knew before; br With longings so dear and eager to explore: br A passionate river that sometimes overflows. br You are like the light that inside me glows, br An open wonder from once a closed door; br To me you're perfect and worthy to adore, br Though I can't explain nor tell what you disclose. br Heart and soul we stand and live not in vain, br Nor go about like the wind in a cloud, br Which drifts and drifts until it settles down. br We are more like the blooms and soothing rain, br That never is seen in a foggy shroud, br Or ever in disinterest shall drown.br br Peter S.