Love of Hearts

When the Sun rises above,
Comes a field of green,
With flowers and beauty,
Surrounded by Love.

Yet, when Two met,
It was a moment of Love,
When souls met,
There it was the Secrecy of Love.

Affections of Her's,
And tender loving of Him's,
Together as One,
May a Tale lives for one and another.

By Jacques Yvez