There’s a space in my soul that’s up for rent
From a love in my heart that’s dead and spent.
It brings both sadness and blame and joy in full flame
For the love that could fill up an empty bed
With untold passions that lie ahead.
It is soft and warm this place in my heart
Not callous and mean or even obscene.
It’s a place where the world joins together as one
Where shines the moon the stars and the sun.
It’s not given away, for nothing’s for free,
But I think with love it can come to be,
To awake each morning and see your face,
A warm and comforting generous place.
I know you already but we’ve seldom met,
Making love on the seashore at late sunset.
Your body’s warmth in the freshening breeze,
A Summer dress cut above the knee
And soft whispered nothings in your ear at night.
Your naked body a pure delight.
Don’t ask how, or when or why
But there’ll be joy and grief to make us sigh.
It seems to me that life’s changing fare
Is easier borne when troubles are shared.
Whispers of love to the freshening air
Will be sweeter still when you are there.
Love like most things is subject to fate
As we travail life’s landscape in search of a mate.
And love re-kindled after hate and despair
Is a thing to be savoured like a wine that is rare.