Peter S. Quinn Poems

Love sweet like a fragranced rose
Ever just going on
Always like true life that goes
Never fulfilled or done
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Oh my heart is acing for
All the dreams which are so real
Like a new feeling for more and more
It's just how I now feel
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Whispering winds in willow trees
Always so young and free
So precious with me and dear
With everything that is here
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You are my love for every light
An open heart across to spring
The day after for morning bright
In your ways and what you bring
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Love is a precious feeling
With so much tender done
Each from past summer stealing
To carry its whispers on
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Say what you need to say
Before love returns to gray
The heart is an open road
Full of its heavy load
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The whole being of everything
Hurtling forever around
Each a breath in the beginning
Some are never to be found
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There is no time for another song
For winter rides now blistering high
Sweet summer tunes we need and long
While hours are dark and dull the sky
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We will come and we will go
Like the falling morning snow
All life is not what it seems
Some are ways to other dreams
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Swift and always dark
Winter speaks in dim
While stars shine and spark
Their glowing vagary whim
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