Hearts by: Nuala Molloy Moran



Hearts grow fond of a lover’s touch

Hearts know the little things that mean so much

Hearts pound to the beat of a lover’s pace

Hearts are red and pink and trimmed with lace

Hearts are love hidden in one tiny place

Hearts know the love that two possess

Hearts long for extended togetherness


by:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 02/12/1980

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