Oh Love.... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh love how sweetly you are
with all your pleasures,
the days going by to the afar
in hidden dreams treasures.

when all grows from inside
to the days going by,
and playfully each affections hide
like the views of each try.

Oh love come to me and be
everything you always give,
like dreams I have inside free
and to my days of reality live

Oh come and touch my hours
give me the pleasures from inside,
all your colorful flowers
that with each love will abide.

Oh love how wonderful this all is
to always have your freedom,
everything from your lips and kiss
like deep of waves oceans from.

When all grows to become
and gives its ways in the full,
open your heart with its blossom
without ever being dull.