Night Flowers Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Night flowers,
soft and sweet;
magical hours,
for lovers treat.
You know the night,
scent dreamy ways;
its moments and flight,
'till daybreak plays...

O eternity love,
you write the sheet;
like cloudlest above,
that memories read.
You know the day,
they wake on through,
in all times lay,
old and the new...

The night's your glow
like a star shine,
oh wintery blow,
you give its flow.
Those poets gone,
they wrote about you,
as love goes on,
its footsteps through...