How Much (From, Even Though There Are No Reasons) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

How much time is on?
Every footstep you take
Before it is gone
To old yesterday's heartache
How much do I love you?
Before the night is dark
How much is close and true
In each its instance’s spark

How will true love give?
If no one is there to receive
Shall it go on and live
If it isn't there to retrieve
If ever we are lost apart
With deep oceans between
Can we again follow the heart?
From where it once has been

How much is nothing at all
When love is somewhere
If you will again call
And come on over to share
For every time’s to get around
To find out whom we are
Much the same to be found
If we have been from afar