Nowhere To Go (From New Waves To The Shore) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Nowhere to go right now
Only to whisper soft words
We shall come here back somehow
With our lonesome flirts
Yesterdays gave their evening
In their dark and in white
Let me hear you beautiful singing
Just like a luminous steering light

All we have underneath the skin
Sinking our thoughts to dry
Love songs and lines to fill in
Asking some questions of why
Waves that are going here through
Like emotions from the air
Both of us to the very renew
Drifting to places from here

Keep me thinking for pleasures
That might hide here inside
Tracking of longings erasures
Throughout the moments must guide
You are my anchor of epoch
Something that holds me and fills
Evaluating out tide’s clock
Photograph motions and stills