A Gifting of Borrowed Hearts

Through tender trades and heartfelt debts,
We gift our hearts without regrets.
A beat, a fleeting warmth we share,
In hopes that love may flourish there.

Ev'ry throb, a promise spoken,
Cherished 'til the bond is broken.
For hearts, though not our own, impart
The truths of love's enduring art.

Given with no thought of sorrow,
Borrowed hearts create tomorrow.
In giving love, we find our parts:
The timeless dance of borrowed hearts.

Mick McKellar
June 2024