Journey to the American West

I think of your happy eyes
your smile
your warm touch
and the kindness within you

your strength
your grace
given freely to those in need
during difficult times

I think of you
wanting to know the stars
wanting to know the world

I think of us
at the moment of our first kiss
cooking together
watching clouds
floating in the pool
dancing in the kitchen
sitting under a tree

and i know
i can’t live
without us
without you

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