A Rose On A Piano Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A Rose On A Piano



Love is a burning fire
Inside and all out
Life forces of desire
In the feelings about
Day and night rising
Touching hours apart
Always a fresh surprising
From a ticking heart

Love in its tendency
Is coming and going
Wings of fire born free
Like a daybreak glowing
Roses of reddish shade
Perfumed of the day
Only for lovers made
As its shading's play

Love is much inside
Like nothing's ever still
Ages in winter hide
Hour glasses to fill
A rose on a piano
Are yesterdays gone
But all of its hours glow
Keep the fires on

Thursday, October 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,song
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Edward Kofi Louis 08 October 2015

Inside and all out with the muse of love. Nice piece.

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