Rose-Bush Wild (From, Poet On Www) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Give me time to be with you,
All I need are some feelings;
Seeing clear seeing through,
Without fake ones stealing.

Give me a touch give me a smile,
I am lost here without you;
It has been here for a while,
Now it's time to give and renew.

Feelings are like the weather,
Sometimes sun just shines;
Or its raining down together,
Drawing somewhere different lines.

You make me feel,
So complete;
You make me come,
And give in.
You are all a trick,
Or a treat;
And puts my ego into a spin,
Into a spin.

Will we see each other sometime,
When our futures collide again;
Like the rose-bush wild climb,
Are our winnings and each strain.

Feelings are like the weather,
Sometimes sun around just shines;
Or raining down together,
Drawing somewhere different lines.

You make me feel,
So complete;
You make me come,
And give in,
You are all a trick,
Or a treat;
And puts my ego into a spin,
Into a spin.

Reasons are so far apart,
Only feelings come to know;
If you've love inside you heart,
Let it out - let it glow.
Moments do come and go,
Everything will have its way;
Only you and I know,
If it's what we think and say.

Nothing comes easy,
You know;
Nothing comes easy,
Nothing comes easy,
We all have to go.

You make me feel,
So complete;
You make me come,
And give in.
You are all a trick,
Or a treat;
And puts my ego into a spin,
Into a spin.

Each love is made for some reason,
There are passions for every season.
Each love is made for some reason,
There are passions for every season.