I will always come to you
Without ever be with fail
Each wish to see clear through
Without weep and wail
Dreams in their greens fields
Giving morning with a shade
Like a passion in tint shields
With sky hands every made
Love that´s from inside grown
Every bouquets bundle
Inside waves never shown
Like summer breeze in trundle
I will give you a cut in stone
Of all my heart's throbbing
With its many passionate tone
Never in colors blobbing
I will always come to you
Without ever be with fail
Soothing your leaves like dew
Love won't wither and pale
Peter S. Quinn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-will-always-come-to-you/
