Until Their Is No More Forever Poem by Francisco Escandon

I miss it.
I miss the way you looked at me.
How your smile lights up the room.
How your ellegnace makes me feel.
Your love captures my soul.
Your heart captures my spirit.
Take my hand.
Touch me how you used to touch me.
Love me how you used to love me.
We are not perfect.
No one is perfect.
But to me you are aspect of perfection.
Perfection is in the eyes of one who thinks,
love is not a formula of perfection.
But an effort to share love with the one you love.
Love me like you used to.
Touch me like you used to.
Hold me like you used to.
Make my heartbeat like you used to.
Lay beside me,
until their is no more forever.
Love me until their is no more forever.
until no more forever.