Where Do I Go?

Without you by my side,
Where then do I go?
Shall I fare the East,
Where the sun is gone?
Or travel to the West,
Where the moon cries?
Shall I go to the North,
To suffer the biting cold?
Or traverse to the South,
Where the summer is harsh?

Without you holding me,
Everywhere, I am lost
No place is magnificent
And all the cities are dead.
Paris is no City of Love
Rome is not God's abode
Venice shall have no beauty
And everywhere I go,
A wasteland shall greet me
Where then do I go?

P.S.
This is for my beautiful muse
Who I want to travel with
For the rest of my life