Listen Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I want to touch
To give glow

You know where my heart is
If you try
The hours are flowing on rose’s bed
Each giving moments try
I finger your fire
Inside my longing
Like cloud in the sky blue
That drifts for the morning to come
With desiring flows
Rain, aromas and light
Where my waves return in the ebbs
Those are here for a while
Like a song

My heart you know
When it comes throbbing passionate beat
Inside to stop a turning wave

Each song is us both
Into evening to be close
When tree leaves whisper songs
That our love had forgotten

If you try to remember my feeling
Of the days that were brought
To this night
You shall feel the passages
Through this song
That has come like isles that wait
Till your window opens my touch
For the heart and the day
To remember
Each flowing wave to come
To the shores
Where everything exists of love

Like my heart
In its root
Has its own way
I’ll bring you to desires I have
Within flowers of dreams and seeds not grown
In their aroma of their innocent truth
Like birds that are flying
Into a peaceful afternoon
And give what I have to give
Without be forgotten or repeated
Into a song that I sung you before
And is now in your heart forgotten