More Time
(C) Geoff May

Sculptured face, flowing hair;
Fragile fingers, eyes with flare.
Your perfect voice, your inspiring songs;
Why did you go? Why for so long?

I remember the time we spent together,
And recall the way you felt
When you fell asleep by my side,
Those calming dreams you drempt.

Little time was there for us to grow,
But the time we had... unforgettable.
Memories are all that's left,
Until we meet again, that's all.

I long to see your face, your hair,
To see your fragile fingers, and eyes with flare.
To hear your songs, with your perfect voice;
Together again, would be my only choice.