Edges Of Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Edges of love
Sometimes like birds
Flying in clouds above
Or feeling bywords

Touches of touch
Inside to give and share
Love in heart much
With feel fingers near

Edges in rhythm
Flowing of beat’s time
Love like hymn
Rising to its prime

All that is giving
True to its deep song
Pulses of its living
Weak point and strong

Edges of two
Inside its harmony
Message coming thru
Chains to break free

Strings that are playing
Chorus’s high line
Never same staying
Its softness to refine