Remember Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am this love song
that I know.

The river of love,
in its space
of summer and winter evening,
that slowly comes in my window,
in glowing,
like desire,
every dream to hold on;
with its giving away mystic
that carries me to you,
near the timeless space ahead
when I think about you,
in the endless light
that comes and goes,
into the water of times endless space.

The truth in its distance
that gives every love to go on,
we both know by the heart.

Every thought
is to know
and to search for again,
with the leaves of time that are falling.

Every question asked,
shall be going
into reverie of dreams,
with their darkish moods
glowing on
filling every footstep
of your heart,
where we are
in the distance,
to decide every shore
and its waves to and fro
to every daybreak.

For
every going,
is like coming,
in my heart that belongs to you
with its feel that I know shall be there,
like the sweetness and aroma of you
and nothing can take away,
I have dreams, yes my dreams,
that are recurring every day
so not to be forgotten about you,
you my adored, I think of every day,
when you are in the distance
of my reach.