Love Everything For Its While Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love everything for its while
And never really let me go
It isn't old fashioned compile
To move away from the flow
Be just you in your kindness
In every its new showing
And you shall have more caresses
Then now is worth knowing

Love me and touch my soul
It’s a road to its many ways
Let every feeling have its role
In coloring full and its plays
Whatever there needs to be?
To set the moments higher
And give you those wings of free
In man's conquering desire

Love is a love for its own shake
And much in touching from you
Inside is a love to give and awake
Always in freshness coming thru
Giving the reasons for its trail
Everything worth there to show
And never old fashioned in style
I just thought I’d let you know