Peter S. Quinn Poems

Life, life goes through
Every moment's in its while,
Life in touch to renew
Each in its heart and style.
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Let it be in the night
all the days of gone,
those have lost their flight
in times going on and on.
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Life is sometimes illusions
With meanings so deep,
Adorable confusions
Like fantasies from sleep.
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Now let time come
and let it be me,
where this passion is from
in its eternity.
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The corrosion of time
in all its going,
a padlock of prime
now rusty old showing.
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O my darling now you are there
In the distant roads,
Memories from past everywhere
And their deep loads.
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Summer few weeks ago
when love was so easy,
feelings we both did know
inside our hearts so free.
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Flowers of the night
in their dreams going,
lives of lost light
but in jewels glowing.
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My heart is all for love
And giving of its touch
I am the love from the inside
That loves you quite as much
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