Through Autumn's Air – A Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Give me a song through autumn's air
To the desires I know
Come and be with me there
Before these hallucinations go
Every heart now lonely seems
In the evening of a summer song
We have taken out our deems
For the hours we still long

Give me everything back again
That I think is now lost
I don't know where to or when
How those moments got crossed
Spring will be back next year
With our dreams to arrive back
Throughout the night that is here
In its appetency from its black

Thoughts are sometimes like thieves
With their present and tomorrows
They have faked my believes
Given me their sullen sorrows
Yet I know that days will come
Perhaps early spring - next year
Where our love will be wherefrom
Now seems so distant and too blear