Sweet love comes to me
One more time into destiny
My heart has room for memory
But still I need to be comfortable
Sweet love comes to me
Tries me out and shows me
What I have lost or never found
From these broken arms of fate

You and I are quite alone
With nothing and no one near
Though my heart has been broken before
I feel much more in need now
You and I are quite alone
On this road of promises
Where everything drifts to its own
Somewhere to be alone again

Coming together is sometimes difficult
When a circle of loneliness surrounds
With obstacles of indifferences
And something no one understands

Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2009-10-15 at 13:37

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