Every Deep Love There Is Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every deep love there is
Lingering time to time
Moment’s spinning round in bliss
As their ways climb

Every deep love of ours
Spinning its round and round
Just like the seeds of flowers
Those are in earth now found

Thrill of your every thought
Times that are coming to plea
Whatever their inside is brought
And we come both to see

Love that is growing to its rise
Like summer of thousands bouquets
Blossoms of affectionate ties
None to have afterwards regrets

Every deep love that grows
Becomes of yours and mine
As their occasions on goes
Just like those days of sunshine

Every deep love that’s sweet
Chance of its crazy romance
All things you sweetly so treat
After its flowering dance