Love Is All.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is all out there
To give of its hope,
The hours from here to there
In times elope.

So much to be said still
And giving of lives pleasure,
For moments in life to fulfill
Each way and its treasure.

Love is all inside too
With beats that go on,
In love and in need for you
That never is really done.

So much to be found out
In carrying its own weight,
For life is so much of doubt
And always in new debate.

Love is made and done
Into the treats to know,
It will carry your heart on
In each of its beating flow.

And never it endless is
It has its rise and fall,
Sweetest moments of bliss
And, life's last of call.