The only time I find solace, is found within my dreams.
But it seems you haunt me, buried in my screams.

I want to understand you, wish to know your thoughts.
But you see I’m lost, trying to connect the dots.

You’ve touched my heart immensely, showed a new love.
But it’s only things dreams are made of.

So I seek to feel your fullness,
I seek to feel your touch.
I know that we are different, but really not by much.

So I beg thee hear my cries,
Ignore the tears from my eyes.
Listen to my heart, &the changes I gave made
You make me glad that I have stayed.

Thank you

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Dr. Eric Perry

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