#12 (From,100 Love Songs) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Each love is like the shading summer rose
With eyes and intonation to be shown
Of dreams that come from in and are not known
But breathe with time to feelings very close
A river from the mountain high to shore
Of ageless touches of marvel near
Giving you songs you always want to hear
That to your heart and inner yearnings store
Each hidden treasure of the color love
Of turning points in day and dimness night
Like cloudlets move so smoothly far above
On to the morning of new sunshine bright
Each love is accent of what it has gained
And thus to its findings once more retained