Peter S. Quinn Poems

Take the time with me,
To come here and talk;
The words are written free,
To ignite images firelock.
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I love to be with you,
When moon is high above;
My heart will then renew,
All thoughts about our love.
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Is there ever going to be a dream like this,
With all the time in the worlds for us;
So much outside is only merely a wish,
For days to get away and cross.
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There is time to do your things,
If you try them well enough;
From what under thoughts springs,
Is sometimes soft or rough.
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I want to feel what love is,
For I know life grows apart;
A love is not merely a wish,
But feelings growing from heart.
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Seeking your smile,
In the times ahead;
It's been quite a while,
And many words said.
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Beneath the nightfall moon,
The autumn's beauty is in;
Approach of winter's dragoon,
Is near to my goose-skin.
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Allusive river,
Life's colors and fate;
The illusion giver,
Both turning or strait.
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The sky in my sunrise comes like avowed
With colors in sunshine and shades in dark,
And everything love will give and then spark
To cast on its light and have more endowed;
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Though sorrow my thoughts are now
All things will turn to be bright,
For I'll climb the mountain somehow
To reach and touch the light.
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