As much as I ever could

Baby,
I’m travelling wherever I’m taken to
And wherever you lead me onto.
I do not decide, who will be
The curer of Souls or
The collector of fragmented ‘musts’.
You, lie resting in depths – unknown to my body.
My world is in peace finally.
Give me an everlasting kiss.
Such distance we bear
Can and will be mended (for a moment in time).
It can go away, abandon me, I might as well get infuriated,
But no one, not even God himself can change that:
I need you madly.