You alone will climb the rocky planes of my darkest days
And bathe in the rays of my delighted nights
You alone will know the depths of my vast and twisting sea
And savour the scent of my slumber
You alone will walk the paths of my veins
And swim the channels of my bewildered mind
You alone will be beside me
And feel within your own bosom the beating of mine
And we will share the space and time between us,
As if it were bread and water
And we will fear separation
As if it were death
About the poet:Naeemah Petersen is an avid novice writer residing in Abu Dhabi. She is currently completing her BA Degree in English Language and Literature through the University of South Africa. She has had poetry published in her home country. She also enjoys painting and photography, and draws inspiration mostly from viewing ordinary things in an extra-ordinary way.
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