The Table

In my heart there is a table 
at which sits all of those I love.
There is a seat there for you
right next to me.
It is empty right now, 
and it will stay that way
until you should choose 
to take it, 
your seat at the table in my heart.
I am not offering it to anyone else, 
ever. 
It is yours and yours alone.  
Because you are 
irreplaceable.

February 2013