Wick And Flame Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sing sing to memories
all is in its day,
ways of love to please
for the coming way.

Sing sweet love oh sing
all is in your heart,
morrows of days to bring
love that is a part.

Sing sing oh future days
longings in your beat,
only momentarily it says
on its pleasure treat.

Love is a flowing ocean
to the beach of afar,
full of lives emotions
with their wishing star.

Sing sing amour adore
for sweet is your melody,
love's sometimes afar
onto existence memory

for nothing stays the same
what will be will be,
burned up wick and flame
love gone to eternity.