You And I... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

You And I...



There is much of nothing
Inside this for all
Times in times bluffing
Through low and tall
Love is here in vain
Always never enough
With their lies and pain
Making things tough

Skies of endless seeming
What it is today
In our own way dreaming
For times to stay
Yesterdays were grounding
In their reality
Now so far away sounding
In what I now see

You and I to wander
With our feelings astray
Sometimes even pounder
In its lines and play
What it is we find
Or come then to do
Leaving some thought behind
In what we need to prove

Saying not too much
For so much is still falling
Out of contrast touch
To our goals calling
Never to reach the truth
Only to be here lonely
Inside a telephone booth
Ringing to you only

You and I always here
Whilst it’s still raining
Springtime is coming near
With its ascertaining
In so much of coming love
Pulling me ever through
Just like clear sky above
Without a cloud in blue

I long to be with you
Still in my dreams to come
So much to bring through
Where every love is from
So much to open and close
Finding the way from within
That is how it all goes
You either will lose or win

Skies of endless seeming
What it is today
In our own way dreaming
For times to stay
Yesterdays were grounding
In their reality
Now so far away sounding
In what I now see

You and I to wander
With our feelings astray
Sometimes even pounder
In its lines and play
What it is we find
Or come then to do
Leaving some thought behind
In what we need to prove

Taking so much of aching
Never knowing what to find
Lose in the ways and breaking
Love can be so much blind

Skies of endless seeming
What it is today
In our own way dreaming
For times to stay
Yesterdays were grounding
In their reality
Now so far away sounding
In what I now see

You and I to wander
With our feelings astray
Sometimes even pounder
In its lines and play
What it is we find
Or come then to do
Leaving some thought behind
In what we need to prove

You and I to wander
With our feelings astray
Sometimes even pounder
In its lines and play
What it is we find
Or come then to do
Leaving some thought behind
In what we need to prove
You and I to wander
To wander

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