Peter S. Quinn Poems

They are coming again to mind
Every song that has lost its ways
They will never be left behind
They always have lines and space
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All the light within
Comes with knowledge's flow
In its accurately spin
With what wisdom shall know
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Sessions of dreams
In a tick to tick smoothly ways
Light of inspiration deems
Now in its moment plays
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The taste of love is mostly sweet
In offered feelings going on
Something of heart to tenderly treat
When desiring is like a rising dawn
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We are taking every dream
Making something of their worth
Filling woes of their stream
Illusion behind every birth
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Let me get high and low
In its own simplicity
Anywhere thought need to go
To become absolutely free
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Fill my empty space
Each inside of its happiness
With colorful bouquet’s trace
That gives a feeling of caress
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You can't keep me away
I will be here tomorrow
Lonely as this day
Nothing from gone borrow
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Wilderness flower
Wilderness flower
Beautiful in its innocent blue
In morning young hour
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Love is always coming new
Freshly born to go on
Every its aspect is so true
Till the heart has been won
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