Love by Ruth Moore
They both looked into the darkness,
Each others eyes held a different fate.
But did it hold a secret passion
or a pathway of hate.
Into each others arms they lunged.
Their mouths moving slowly but long.
No questions had been answered.
Only a situation prolonged.
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The First Evening by Ruth Moore
The flame stretched higher and the mood got softer
As he felt her trembling body in the chilly atmosphere.
His hands moved, searching the contours of her body
Sending her into a World of Utopia.
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Members: Martin Swords - Edward Ryan - Nora Fleming - Eithne Wright - Cait Breathnach - Peter Hickey -Ruth Moore
Carolann Murphy - Ted Voigt - Belinda Walsh - Tricia Holbrook - Mark Corrigan - Richard Hennessy
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