Against a life confused by common pain
I listen to your voice and feel your care
I hate the way I am, my injured brain
I love the way you listen; you are there
whenever I am down or when I’m low
I love the way we touch within my mind
I love the way you always seem to know
the memories I want you to remind
Remind me of your softness and the bliss
I’ve felt within the time I think of you
Remind me of your sweetness with a kiss
I’ll wait forever here until you do
Against my active mind I’ll hold you near
because I love to feel your comfort, dear.

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