Let Me Know If Love Is All (From, Myspace) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Let me know if love is all
Inside this and evermore
Bringing someone to its fall
When there is no self to swore
Reasons coming inside tall
With its hope and little door
Certainty of each their call
Into this and that to lore

There are hungers that cry
With their vibrations foretell
Asking questions what and why
In each stroke and of its spell
Longings that might say goodbye
If a truth gives tuneful bell
Sometimes they will come as lie
Inside this and all is well

Round and round a dreaming head
Thoughts will look as if lost
In its trimmings they will lead
Dryness ordinary that has crossed
Every dreaded card then shred
For each fate and dust to dust
Before skeptical are even read
Or ways of your means becomes rust