A Place To Lay My Head

Oh for a place to lay my weary head To seek a haven from the stormy strife With certainty to give my love and life And know that I’m adored on sacred bed Oh for a place to lay my body down To disrobe of the doubts and naked lie In opulence of love to gratify And have true kisses for my head a crown Oh for a place where doubt dare not appear Where I can be the one and only dream Where passion’s not a trickle but a stream Where arms of love hold all that heart holds dear I’m wearied from my search for blissful rest My armor weights me down, my fears assail From rended heart breaks forth lamenter’s wail The hope of love from me the world did wrest Give me a place upon your chest to sleep Ensure me that your love will steadfast be Vouch safe to me your ardent constancy Then with your lips set seal and promise keep Eileen Manassian