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Good Evening
Good evening
Sunshine musical
Your heart is to sing
A song for us all
In pleasuring way
So dreams come true
And color the gray
That came here thru
Good starry night
With a song to fill
In a glowing sight
Of a musical thrill
When days are in sleep
In the hours dark
Your songs will keep
Their moments spark
Good playing song
For a mood of the dim
For a heart to long
In its whimsy whim
When hours are calling
In their dreams feel
As the stars are falling
And nothing seems real
Peter S. Quinn
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June (from, MySpace)
June is now in our way
Her bouquets glowing
Sweetheart of the day
Coming here and going
Whispering winds so softly
Surrounded by sweet air
Within my dream so loftily
Coming around to share
Love gardens of roses
Summer days to follow
Moods so swiftly closes
Of everything in hollow
Fluffy thoughts up line
For the times to come
In its glowing sunshine
Where June blossoms' from
June is now my daydream
In its sight so near
Of dawn's twilights deem
That surrounds now here
Moons now in sleepiness
Of a darkish winter song
And stars are all leap less
In skies of fall and long
Peter S. Quinn
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With Some Passion That Touches Me
Try my love song from the heart inside
Let it touch here through its going
Feel the gathering of its truest glide
As it is willingly and knowing
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me
Let the beauty from within come right here
Through the deep of the dark night
With its flowing and its limits to share
Till all its touches become alright
In the end of its limitless deep
Of the hours from down dark under
With its dances and beats to keep
As we drift though the waves asunder
With some passion that touches freely
With some passion that touches freely
I might be in heart feeling lonely
Though I had my luck in its try
You are touching my soul here and only
Filling moments with each their try
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me
Try my love song from the heart inside
Let it touch here through its going
Feel the gathering of its truest glide
As it is willingly and knowing
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me
Peter S. Quinn
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Haiku 'oh cherry blossoms'
Oh cherry blossom
Firsts of new born spring's awesome
- How I love thy all
Peter S. Quinn
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