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  4045.     

Touch

Verse
The time is here to give and feel
Of every new thought that’s going
Sometime a dream feels so unreal
In anything worth there knowing

Refrain
Touch
With your mind and thought
Touch
Anything you shouldn’t or ought
So much to give or make
Feelings are like the air
Strolling along or quite awake
Circling around everywhere

Refrain
Now touch
Because feelings mean everything
Now touch
And let your heart sing
There are so many wandering’s way
Close or too far apart
Every each night and day
That we really don’t know where to start
Touch
Touch
Touch
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4046.     

Touch My Outside Skin

Touch my outside skin
Trying to reach the bone
I'm everything within
Structured by my tone
Nothing much of difference
From someone like you
Give me and my ways a chance
Make my life come thru

Like a day that’s going by
So is everything going
Flying low and flying high
Inside each track showing
Answers coming to reward
Within days new choice
That we know will start
To surrender its rejoice
Playful rumors in the way
Much for nothing saying
Every hour through the day
Thoughts of each weighing
Voices of long gone past
Trying to come out again
Through the hours lost
Everything so simply plain

Touch my outside skin
Trying to reach the bone
I'm everything within
Structured by my tone
Nothing much of difference
From someone like you
Give me and my ways a chance
Make my life come thru

What we still remember
Somewhere lying around
Like some shades of September
A step and step there found
Broken bones to reach
Cloths of touching mood
Thoughts in their bleach
To a subconscious intrude
Flesh of money openness
All is for the nothing
Sweetness in their caress
Still in ways bluffing
You and I for anything
From that still undecided
Like the clouds of far bring
Halfway thru and guided

Touch my outside skin
Trying to reach the bone
I'm everything within
Structured by my tone
Nothing much of difference
From someone like you
Give me and my ways a chance
Make my life come thru
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4047.     

Touch the Night Away

Touch the night away
Let it become a clear new day
Something was born there
Flying like dust everywhere
Give me a room on the hills
Whispering wind that drills
Moments to have my thoughts
Tying their own kind of knots

Deep into dry and rain
Against the drove nailing pain
Quarrels and other erosions
Affecting and gliding explosions
Disappearances in their turning
Carried away and burning
With their crumpling faces
Each to each other chases

Touch them and bring home
Flowers of fallen chromosome
Justice be done to them all
They have their ways and brawl
Scattering taste and more
Moving against the ashore
Imageless visions and blues
Dangerous out of finite fuse

Touch the night away
Let it become a clear new day
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  4048.     

Toward The Moon and the Night

Toward the moon and the night
The dreams will never come true
Shadows are up in their flight
For days to come and be of new
And the going pleasures are going
Filling up their empty woes
Without times spectacular glowing
This everywhere through here flows

Yesterdays are in their dreaming
Full in their every lost space
We were just with them all streaming
Filling out own wandering ways
But everything is always ending
Giving us seldom a new return
Wills of our thoughts bending
And from them we all must learn

Toward the days of past light
When there were roads to find out
What was to become of wrong or right
Where everything was here about
And our days are all leaving
Without a return from gone past
With their moments just briefing
Some will though through hope last
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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