Come To My Heart – A Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Come To My Heart – A Song



Now the summer songs are going
In to their lonesome road
Each dream away is flowing
Away with its tinctures load
I want to know if my dream
Will be around in lingering softness
Where a darkish winter's beam
Shall show its shadows loftiness

[CHORUS]
Come to my heart close here
And give it away to my feelings
There is a frost song in the air
With their onward realigns

Dreams we had shall be alone
Even feel foreign to be
The summer days have shone
Drifting to the distance free
No one shall escape their feel
All that came lingering here on
Now they seem all so unreal
Dreams of summer they're done

[CHORUS]

There is my love song
Disappearing today
In the lonesomeness
That comes to stay
With the shadowy shade
Those inside now are
And my song of parting made
To the times of yore afar

[CHORUS]


There is a frost song...
Coming to my heart



- still in the making -

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