Edges Of Love
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Peter S. Quinn
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Edges of love
Sometimes like birds
Flying in clouds above
Or feeling bywords
Touches of touch
Inside to give and share
Love in heart much
With feel fingers near
Edges in rhythm
Flowing of beat’s time
Love like hymn
Rising to its prime
All that is giving
True to its deep song
Pulses of its living
Weak point and strong
Edges of two
Inside its harmony
Message coming thru
Chains to break free
Strings that are playing
Chorus’s high line
Never same staying
Its softness to refine
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