Peter S. Quinn Poems

a cloud to touch
from stars beyond

long heaven
...

anything changes
that outlasts a crash

with the look
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fluorescent looks
in tired adornments lights

covered with weak
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life is fire
on going along

lights to each touch
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tangled fields
placid silhouettes birds

bare quiet trees
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crossed stars
of time

interfering in desires
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lover's tattoos
flat-black darts

made in years
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Love is never going
Everywhere the clouds are
Something glisten's flowing
Perhaps it's a faraway star
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If you want to search for love
You won't find it anywhere
Not in the clouds far above
Only in your heart inside here
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There is always morning
In these blue blue eyes
Every sweet and longing
With faraway dream skies
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