There is a reason to give and to go <br />All of the temptations of every each <br />The fingers that smoothly feeling will teach <br />And give every touch their intimate first glow <br />Every reason beyond in the new flow <br />That comes like an echo of clouds breeze blow <br />The roots of the morning that to your reach <br />Colors your ways and some shades bleach <br />Little words sending into the found heart <br />Like flames that do flicker before they're lost <br />Each the gusting on flowing with their rampart <br />The memories twisted inside and tossed <br />Each the future of hope that comes here still <br />Moments of luck the hours thereon fulfill<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/9-from-100-love-songs/
