Love Has Many Customs Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love has many customs
And places to go to
Some are small
Like atoms
We still don't know
Filling with its brightness
Giving new meaning to peace
Floating on air in lightness
Becoming someone's heart
Mantelpiece

Every world
Has its good conduct
In what they want us
To resonate
Feelings we live
And are unlooked
Everyone wants to weight
Especially if with love
They are made
To give us a good tone
For then they through air
Forever are played
And never become alone

*E. E. Cummings once wrote:

love is a place
& in this world of
love move