This Is My Heart

I haunt the air you breathe, the food you eat,
The water you wash in, trust and drink.

When you enter the house,
I walk in front of you to clear a path.

I warm the spaces that you occupy;
And occupy the spaces you leave warm.

When you leave the house I say goodbye; 
Here are my tears.

I am custodian of all that belongs to you;
I am silent and leave no odours.

I take inventory of the house and contents;
It is my gift to belong

And yours to take possession of my gift;
And yours to take possession of my gift.

This is my heart;
I wait my turn.