The lights faraway...

Lights Faraway

Lights faraway
when the night is here,
dreams that don't stay
when day is everywhere.
Blossoms of the skies
in deepness of dark,
where the Milky Way lies
in its glow and spark.

Lights faraway
when sleepiness is in,
and flame in darkness play
its endless glow spin.
Where eternity lies
in its unknown space,
from its low and its highs
of time's many ways.

Lights faraway
in mysteries of bliss,
it's unknown ray
of timeless first kiss.
In unfamiliar disguise
of something so deep,
that eternity ties
and forever will keep.

Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2018-03-29 at 03:12

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