Love Songs Of The Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love songs of the night,
Full of the morning to come;
Beautiful within the light,
The shades of dims blossom.
Soul in the evening's end,
Voices of a nightingale;
Glisten stars in the blend,
Nothing too still or stale.

Morning of vivid sun,
Orange to yellow bright;
Dawn of beginning fun,
Reaching to blue sky's height!
Heart in the bursting shadow,
Questions growing to be old;
Last of their dim blue glow,
Night and moon can't hold.

Nights that dream on still,
Tricking the thoughts to believe:
Those are the wishes to fulfill,
Once realities they will relieve.
Love songs of the night,
Brightening up with new crown;
Setting the clouds on their flight,
Shifting away the starlight gown.