No Dreams Fly Away (From, The River Sings On) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

No Dreams Fly Away (From, The River Sings On)



For you no dreams fly away,
For you over clouds in blue;
Each love's a feeling to play,
What becomes true or untrue.
The nights are what days are not for,
Of something that's more of and more.

To you I will give everything,
To you every pleasure I find;
Inside is a song that will sing,
Like a day that in morn will shine.
The nights are what days are not for,
Of something that's more of and more.
To give and adore - the taken promisor.

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