WITHOUT YOU XCVII

You're gone

again

traveling off as you sit fit

as is your wont

as in your style.

You're gone

to God knows where

- God, and your travel agent -

to whatever part of the world

that strikes your fancy

that you would wish.

And I wish I could follow.

I wish I were with you

wherever it is you've gone

and that I could give up enough

for such voyages to be affordable

but I have bills

and I have responsibilities

and I cannot just leave

to be see you

whenever I'd want

even if that were what you wanted.

I wish it were so.

I would consider going off to you

if you sent me word

as to your location.

Your eyes are my destination

even when you're away

even when you're gone.

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