You come to me in my time of need.
Comfort me and let me weep,
for a love that is lost.
It is with you, that I escape
the realities of my world.
To a place where . . .
thoughts are deep,
life has meaning,
and love is eternal.
I wake in a foggy daze and sometimes
I laugh at my foolishness.
Most times I cry wondering . . .
Why couldn't we have met at
another time or place?
Where dreams of a love that is pure
and true could have been
fulfilled.
So my hero . . .
I close my eyes to sleep,
hoping to dream, so that
I can be with you
once again . . .
Sherry
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