Leah Ayliffe

Gold Star - 6,163 Points (June 8,1991 / Toronto)

Room For Love - Poem by Leah Ayliffe

I had a dream we were running down cobble stone streets
laughing in the dim glow of the moonlight
no where to go in mind

We were dancing to the music of the wind
singing with the wildflowers in spring
brought down to our knees

When I woke without tears
heart full of room
to give and to love
until we are through

I had hoped to be wrong

Why is it always in sleep
I find things I can't keep
That bring me to a happy land
oceans of love rolling to the sand

Why can't I feel it in life
a touch of it without the knife
I look out the window for more

All the while thinking
I have it all
everything I could ever need.
I have so much inside
so much that I want to give.

I no longer find comfort in solitude.

Once I find you, someone who will tell me I am loved,
Who will let me in,
to sleep soundly inside your arms,
I will always let you in, no matter the sadness to follow.
Again and again,
'Cause this is one thing I know for sure:
There is room for love, and love will always be enough.
There is room for love, even after it leaves you behind.

I'll say
Welcome home now,
I have everything you need right here.
We can visit galaxies now, and always have home right here.

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams, home, love


Comments about Room For Love by Leah Ayliffe

  • Daniel Brick (2/2/2016 5:13:00 AM)


    I just read and commented on a poem you wrote eight years back and it's amazing how the two poems connect to each other. There is the CONTINUITY of personality, that core of being within, what some call our inner light (I believe in that) , the restlessness you often feel during experience, as if your future self is summoning you to what's to come, and devouring your experiences so what's outside is taken within, and voila you are more than you were (Tennyson's ULYSSES puts this in one line of blank verse, very calm and formal: I AM A PART OF ALL THAT I HAVE MET. Tennyson is a dated poet, but that one poem ULYSSES still speaks to us.) I find this exciting: How poems you write contain things only the future will fully reveal, but back then they still propelled you toward whatever destiny you are shaping for yourself. Oh, and this is today's poem! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Paul Davies (2/1/2016 12:13:00 PM)


    An elegant poem, full of truth.
    I have recently seen a loved one down a cobblestone street in a dream like this, a memory. My own eyes did well-up with tears, because the years I have gained are a place where she would not join me now, to sleep soundly in my arms. I am grateful regardless, as no life lived could ever be made richer than to know the pain of that particular solitude.
    The voice in this poem could not and should not find comfort in any solitude, however; but will have to be patient also, for someone resonant to this heart and attuned to this refined nature will be rare to find.
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  • Souren Mondal (2/1/2016 12:02:00 PM)


    'I will always let you in, no matter the sadness to follow.
    Again and again,
    'Cause this is one thing I know for sure:
    There is room for love, and love will always be enough.
    There is room for love, even after it leaves you behind.'

    Precious lines Leah.. Thank you for sharing..
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