Love Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love love come to me
give me another beautiful day,
set my heart to be
grateful for its affectionate way.

For nothing is like admire
if it's true and ever evolving,
a heart knowing its desire
in its conduct and loving.

Love love give and awake
the beautiful touch within,
for the ways of truth to make
what mind shall know and win.

For nothing is eternally still
but dreams to make and do,
to create and give its fulfill
that comes and bestow to you.

Love love the brightest high
that man has found within,
like sunshine in the sky
in every its mode and spin.

A garden of blossoms bright
each perfect form and shade,
the affectionate heart and light
that love to love has made.