Burning Hazes Away (From, Without A Doubt) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Singing through every hour of late night
Love songs that hot temperature are giving
Like a fevered song peaking high and bright
Every tone of the melody living
We shall learn and we shall hopefully be
With the moments of true love to arrive
Like stretching wings fly through the air carefree
And go with the course in their broad contrive

Burning hazes away till morning's dawn
With the look in the equation of a dream
Before brightness comes freshly with its view
I see the night moving away from dim lawn
When the sunup ascends high with its gleam
And the colors make the sky again blue