Peter S. Quinn Poems

lover's tattoos
flat-black darts

made in years
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Love is never going
Everywhere the clouds are
Something glisten's flowing
Perhaps it's a faraway star
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If you want to search for love
You won't find it anywhere
Not in the clouds far above
Only in your heart inside here
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There is always morning
In these blue blue eyes
Every sweet and longing
With faraway dream skies
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There will be a time when time will go
Through darkness of years and dying
Like footsteps lost into winter's snow
And rain from the cloudy sky crying
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Take my heart just like it is
There is so much there inside
Bring your hope with its wish
Where the dark and stars hide
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Rainy clouds outside
Drifting far and high
Shadows in them ride
Raindrops from them cry
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All is becoming
Snow pale this winter morning
- Faraway from spring
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When you come here again
You will be in my arms
Stop your searching in vain
Be with lucky love charms
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Time will come and they'll glow
But yesterdays are gone somehow
Like a lovely dream down the row
That billowed a while to and fro
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