Peter S. Quinn Poems

now that summer's here
with beauty in beauty
blossoms to grow everywhere
in all its splendor free
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Oh, love become,
like summer blossom;
a truly beautiful way,
on a summer day.
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You didn't know me
I was only here,
I tried connectivity
but couldn't be everywhere;
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I am no one
I am just here for a while
then I am gone
into a world of a beguile
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Love takes time
but it becomes stronger
if you are in your prime
or even younger
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In the silent depth of night's embrace,
Where shadows dance with tender grace,
The hours stretch, an endless space,
And time itself seems to slow its pace.
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O Night, you come in freedom's silent stride,
A cloak of shadows draped across the land,
When weary souls find solace in your wide,
Unfathomable depths, where dreams expand.
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Why Do I Love

In the quietude of night, I ponder deep,
Why do I love, when love is but a leap?
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Sunset

The amber glow spreads wide, the day's last kiss,
A tapestry of hues, warm and divine.
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In gentle whispers, kindness speaks its part,
A tender echo in the soul's soft play,
Where warmth resides, and never shall depart,
For in the heart's abode, it finds its way.
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