Peter S. Quinn Poems

Love songs of my heart they will come and go
With every song singing for a while
In a feeling with the world and its smile
Freshly coming as the breezily blow
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The days that once seemed new are all going old
In through timelessness of none existence
Flowers from withering time cannot hold
In following its ways into its trance
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I shall never forget my truthful friend
Even though I speak only in silence
My heart is to his or her comprehend
With the whisperings of softness to dance
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My heart is with stillness in the flowing time
As day blossoms are coming to the light
Of songs in their moments of rising prime
When chorale of life gives its new flight
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There are higher bridges to be here crossed
Then we go through live most ordinarily
The dice of opportunities to be tossed
To find the way to come and become free
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I'm in love of every day
As I meet the morning
Songs that rise and play
When light is returning
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Drift glow
Drift glow
As white as snow
Into the openness
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There are tangling woods
Inside of every soul
With their deep dim hoods
For each character role
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The strings of times in gone yesterdays
Winged once of energy and in delight
From the days of burning bridges and flight
To dark abysses of more deeper ways
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Come here and love me
Give me a stake of your pleasure
Love songs forever free
Of life statics to measure
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