My Darling Dakota;
what if I should
travel the cosmos
without your laugh
or peer unaccompanied
into celestial nights
without repose
from your arms
what if I should
see the sunrise
without your smile
or stir, isolated
from my pillow
lacking comfort
from your hands
what if I should
shed teardrops
or bear sorrow
without your tenderness
or sense hollowness
without solace
from your heart
what if I should
relish annihilation
without your grin
and feel adrift
or disheartened
without assuagement
from your love
do you not perceive
you are my predestination
and you are the existence
upon my very breath
at long last
I have found you











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