My Love..
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Peter S. Quinn
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My love is age
and flowers among,
to give and wage
in every song.
So much still there
in playful youth,
that I adhere
it is the truth.
For love is ageless
in it aspire,
with its caress
it's getting higher.
And none is more
then this sweet love,
that I am sure
blue skies are for.
My love is this
so much a dream,
like winter wish
and glitter stream.
From stars high
where love is,
and futures lie
in dreamers bliss.
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