Neon lights like liquid streams
Tracing pathways through our dreams
City whispers call our name
Dancing wild without a frame...

Higher And Higher

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I saw them racing down the corridor of days  
With calendars like battle maps upon their walls  
Eyes glazed over ink and color in a thousand ways  
They feed the night with worry that never sleeps at all...

Busy People

Oh my beloved where did you go
Shadows whisper but they don’t show
The stars above they flicker and die
A blackened canvas hangs in the sky...

Oh My Beloved

When morning sun breaks through the sky  
I see your smile, it lifts me high  
And all the doubts we leave behind  
Let love be love, be love tonight...

Let Love Be Love Be Love

The world goes quiet as the day slips low
Shadows dancing on fields of gold
Your heartbeat echoes through the silent glow
Under a sky that never grows old.

Midnight Sun

Just close your eyes…  
Let every doubt drift away…

Trust My Love

Grey sky above, coffee on my tongue  
City wakes up, but my heart feels numb  
Tired feet step out, chasing distant dreams  
Every shadow whispers hidden schemes...

Tomorrow’s Sunshine

In candlelight I trace your name upon soft parchment skies  
- Each breath becomes a stanza where our quiet longing lies  
- Your laughter inks the margins in hues of whispered gold  
- Two hearts entwined in metaphor, a story to behold...

The Poetry of Love

Shadows fall
Can't hold the light
Every chain feels too tight
Heavy breath
No room to fight...

Freedom The Most Beautiful Thing

Golden waves in the morning light
Shadows stretch but they feel so slight
Every breeze whispers
Soft delight...

Brass And Sunshine

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

Higher And Higher

Pétur Söebech Quinn

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