Oh Mistress... Poem by Peter S. Quinn
Oh Mistress...
Oh mistress of his that is gone
From true love of words and tone
You carried your fragrances on
Until all those kisses were alone
Of sweetness forever in being
From moods of each flickering sweep
In dreams of the hold on in seeing
From inside your thoughts deep
The love that I know isn’t easy
Like a wick the quenches to die
When it come the love that's breezy
And asking such questions as why
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