Love (A Ghazal An Experiment)

My soul smiles with the flowers of your love, Pleasant and soothing are the showers of your love. I can go any time but I don't know why, I love this cage in the towers of your love. How sweet are the dreams in a shadow so dense! I love to sleep in the bowers of your love. In love of a beauty I am odor and color, So many thanks to the mowers of your love. How weak I was how strong I am, I bow my head to the powers of your love. Your beauty I feel, it's scattered in me, Many flowers sprung by sowers of your love. Is it your beauty that I describe, Or it's just the avowers of your love.