Peter S. Quinn Poems

A star is born
And so are you
Full of the light
And lonely flight,
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Another summer song
Just as sweet as before
For the heart to long
Something more and more
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We are the ones,
In endless love;
Finding ourselves,
In purest of times.
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And now, when the sweetness of morning comes,
With birds and bees, and with the scent of flowers,
That at closeness shows, its wisdom and powers,
Before the earth starts its clock beating drums.
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Twined by fingers of lost
Passion that never came
Into its spilling tossed
Through every smoke and flame
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Aching for You,
Until the sky is clear,
Don't be to me untrue,
Love to have you here.
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All in the word, waking up dreams,
Stepping tonight into my own;
Changing the ways I thought I could,
Mystify days in darkish of wood.
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Sky of the unknown,
How deep is the night?
Stars and the moon,
With a blinking new light.
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Oh Sunday rose
So sweet you are,
We fell together close
At first sight, afar.
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There are stars here,
There are stars there,
There are stars everywhere;
In your eyes and in mine,
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