There Is None Here Departure Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I shall never forget my truthful friend
Even though I speak only in silence
My heart is to his or her comprehend
With the whisperings of softness to dance
And love that is true love comes to give
Of something that is in wholeness
On strings in the flowering hope to live
When two come together to show caress

O sweet friend there is none here departure
For someone who feels the kindred sprit's at best
For through each day the truth and its archer
Shall send their course arrows to be assessed
To whom you refer to go hand in hand with
Through every aspiring of hope and myth