If we cannot trust, then we will fear

I have picturef tenderness and care
Memories touching  in their  unique ways
I have lain in beds of love quite bare

From my windows I will often stare
See the sun at dawn and in light lay
I have wanted  his  romance and care

I heard that all eternity is here
Silent in  its presence through the day
I have slept in beds of linen fair

If we cannot trust, then we will fear
Who but  lovers send our fear away?
Well known  to me are tenderness and care

I smiled at touch when  he I Ioved was near
For his kiss I long, my heart is dry
I had slept in  his warm arms for years

Now he’s gone and I no longer cry
To his ghost I say, all flesh must die
I was glad of tenderness and care
I had lain in beds of love quite bare