Forever Yours Poem by volence patel

As the days go by
as our lifes grow old
may you walk with me
hand in hand we'll hold,
and 'till the end my darling
will I 'SO HOLD TRUE'
that for but each other
'MEANT' were me and you.
If your presence is absent
when time is pass exist
'HEAVEN' will be bleak
if your luster is missed,
thus I would not stay
if you are nowhere their
for the fitting place
would have lost its glare,
I would 'DIE' again
to be born in you
being in every beat
that your heart induced
and throughout your body
it would introduce
my lingering existance
with your own would truce