No vacancy, you had said from the start,
No room for love, left in your heart.
Even if you were to charge me rent
It would be worth every dollar spent.
So I obliged and stayed posted up outside
But our love grew too deep for either to hide
You let me in and I pay the monthly fees
With all I can offer, always wish to please.
No cash transactions to collect or pay,
Exchanged services instead, day after day
A text, a message, love notes through morning and night
Or a poem where the words need to be just right
A kiss for a kiss, or an ogle for a gaze
We dode on each other in all possible ways
So landlord you may be, but please just remember this part.
I'm tenant and grounds keeper, I'll always tend to your heart.