The Four Of Hearts Poem by Maurice Rowlands
The Four Of Hearts
Your heart is made of stone
Of earth, of bone
A heart I must leave alone
You are not my true love
Your heart is made of air
Free spirited, no care
A heart I cannot share
You are not my true love
Your heart is made of liquid
No strength, too insipid
A heart that’s far too frigid
You are not my true love
Your heart is made of fire
Of lust, of desire
A heart...
A heart...
A heart...
You are not my true love
Why?
As I said
Your heart is made of fire
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4/19/2024 2:56:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Good poem... Love how you talk about..This persons heart is made of stone, air, liquid, and fire. Well said though.