All the world wants to feel that need.
That pleasure that blossoms from a seed.
The rush that courses from your heart.
When love is renewed, fired to start.
All the world needs that place.
To which they run, their safe space.
Where they know no harm can ever come.
There they are themselves, the special one.
I’m lucky I have both, I have them in you.
Whom I love complete, I love true.
And in your heart I’ve found my place.
In your love I feel safe.
I’m lucky I know, unique perhaps.
For not all get to have that fleeting chance.
To find their soulmate, like I’ve done.
To find that place to which I run.