The Only Point

I seek to sleep
yet find only oblivion
on which I can depend
for you're not here
to have and hold
within reality
and I know this void
is only the most basic lie of all
because I know this love is true

yet anathema still
to base emotion
and to the core of meaning
that we strive so hard
to once achieve
within this life of form

and so now, I must dare ask
the question that you only
skirt the edges of these days -
is this truly all there is . . . ?
or is all that is
depending on
this love we hold as true . . ?

to see it through
into this one reality
that scores the only point
of all existence . . .


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