there is a place for you here
inside, you’ll find a hook for your coat
a spot for your shoes
and a chair to ease your weary feet.
there is a space for you here
inside of my heart
where the caverns and vessels have been cleared for your presence
to pump in and out of me
becoming a part of me
you are welcome here
you are wanted here
you are already here
will you find your place, your space, your nook in the crannies left waiting for you?
better yet, is there a space inside of you as cozy, as warm, as welcoming for me?
or is your door rusted shut, with the curtains drawn and the lights sitting dormant waiting for the true resident to fill this vacancy of yours?