When words are missing
on actions and events and you've done
me what the psychiatrist had never
joy, hope and reality that rises
your smile and your laugh really innate
that always accompanies me faith you
at a glance
of beautiful brown eyes I pray hope
speaking warmly and maintain life with verve,
arms are my home and these little
pink lips when I kiss talk to me about life
beyond a room
world of unreal terrain
only able to find in this sea that calms me down.
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