Peter S. Quinn Poems

This is the moment
Of perfection, and peace,
A moment of silence
From wind of the trees;
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Oh love, the coming rays of burning light,
With all the hopes in your smiles and tears;
In every search and every immense height,
With someone who understands and cares.
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Oh love come here close
For the day is going
The evening scented by rose
And the light is glowing
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Your love is sweet like from an evening rose,
So full of mystic I never knew before;
With longings so dear and eager to explore:
A passionate river that sometimes overflows.
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Through times of emptiness and shadows
The day is coming in new life to give
Light against extinction in dim to live
Be of tomorrow in day breaking glows
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mournful winter beams
river of hours away streams
- No more of his dreams
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A love song needs not to be understood
It is simply there for you to show love
Like the cloudlets in their drift here above
Or a singing bird in the wildness wood
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All the branches are old
In this garden of trees
Nowhere futures to hold
In uncertainty of guaranty
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Oh love my song come here in moment's spin
And flame to my heart your tender true fire
From nocturnal ways of flowing desire
That comes to my dreams when night is in
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