Love
Volume Five
CONTENTS
Time is the Greatest of Teachers
Silhouetted Against a Backdrop of Clouds
If Only I Were a Sculptor
If only I were a sculptor of stone or precious metals like gold,
I would sculpt for the world a statue that was a beauty to behold,
Larger than life it would be, much larger if I had total control,
Placed in a beautiful public park to be viewed by lovers on a stroll,
The face, of course, would tell all that you are the angel I adore,
Sculpted with or without wings all would want to see more,
Should I show the wings I believe are there, though are unseen,
Under the sculpted gown the imagination will see tight fitting jeans,
The eyes of this angel though gold will be the windows to the golden soul,
Showing earthly beauty through your profile is my ultimate goal,
Reaching out to a child this golden sculpture should be in act,
The ability to always bring a smile to a child is a proven fact,
Hair of golden strands will hold its shape as if it’s in stranded flow,
Over your shoulders of grace and down your back it will go,
A little place within these strands on the right shoulder of gold,
As if a tear of mine fell within these strands once upon a time so old,
Of magnificent beauty this statue of you will be for all to see,
I want all to know your beauty as if they were viewing through me,
If only they could view you with my eyes and worshipping heart,
The crowd of admirers would gather never wishing to part.
End. I love you
Time is the Greatest of Teachers
Time is the greatest of teachers known to man of which I know,
Time has an advantage as it’s not rushed so it can go slow,
Teenagers try so hard to push aside the perimeters time holds,
Linear never stopping time, though modern theory says it folds,
Bad times and good an expression of which holds no validity of fact,
Time can be nothing but a measurement of which has no beginning act,
No beginning or end is hard for man of modest means to comprehend,
Unfortunately for them no establishment has gray matter to lend,
If only time could be extended when used to describe man’s lifeline,
Perhaps actually we mean how long said man can extend his lifetime,
Time precious time, if only time was within my means to control,
Most aptly time can be unlimited if heaven is man’s ultimate goal,
My angel and I in paradise with unlimited time is the worthy cause of time,
So near heaven already solely because a heavenly angel chose to be mine,
Time does stand still when a kiss so tender is placed upon my soul by her,
My life, my time, my most precious of possessions for her only, I offer.
Has Kindness Forsaken Me
Has kindness forsaken me to strike me with pain,
Should I pray for a choir of angels singing my final refrain,
Is there escape that I may feel one day of resting peace,
I want to know such a day other than my soul’s release,
I’m searching in absence of health and ability to run,
Can any good soul understand, is there help from anyone,
Where is this place so many speak of called heaven on earth,
Or is there only one such place obtained in Christian rebirth,
Tears fall down my aged and worn face once mine,
I see a reflection in the puddle of tears and wine,
Is it the alcohol I use to release the demons of pain,
Or is it to forget the misery of who I am and my name,
A seizure brought me peace from pain for a bit,
Then after fifteen seconds or so it was the same ol’ shit,
Nowhere, nowhere….. do you hear me in my plight,
There is nowhere to go in life that I don’t have to fight,
A hundred times more I guarantee to anyone that hears,
I’ll suffer that much more than a normal life in a couple of years,
The intensity of my pain has brought death upon me a time or two,
Every day the stones tear through my kidneys and liver, too,
I want to go down; I want to go down if not for one lady,
She gives me the strength to stand up and fight my malady,
Can anyone understand how strong this love has to be,
To endure each and every day and live through this tragedy,
Imagine every day pain so intense you are near death,
Now place it in three organs and restrict your breath,
Break your back in five places falling two stories high,
Remove sixty percent of your muscle in both thighs,
Just to make you take heed of your now miserable plight,
Let us give you nausea brought on by pain each and every night,
Irritable bowel now needs to give you some pain and diarrhea,
Now that you think you can take no more, you need chorea,
There’s more but my endurance to list even more wanes,
My heart is breaking and I can’t remember the other names,
Years are passing quickly but there must be some kindness there,
She needs me and it’s hard for her to keep me here because she cares,
She tries so hard she flies on the wings of angels,
Having considered her love and my plight from every angle,
How many women would let her lover go so that pain will end,
Do they know what unconditional love is or would they pretend,
So many times she has held her heart close to mine willing to go,
She has done so while her heart was breaking not letting tears show,
Thinks I don’t know this to be so but she loves me enough to let me go,
Tears fall when I think of how she loves this undeserving man so,
In turn, I return an unconditional love right back to her heart,
Forever I will fight to be at her side, I can’t fathom a will to depart,
I’m so selfish in reality, you see, my desire to love her commits me,
In loving her unconditionally I will endure, near her, I have to be.
End
Beautiful Days Talking to You
Beautiful days talking and walking with you,
Hand in hand, is so much better when it’s just us two,
Hugging in a booth as we sit and wait for our meal,
I guess to most couples it’s not a very big deal,
But to older lovers in love it’s just one piece more,
Of the daily things the two of us are living for,
Buying you new clothes then rushing home to model for me,
So very exciting for me to see what I can see,
Grandkids delight us more than we them, I know,
Excite us with their cuteness and the new things they know,
Our children respect us and enjoy us to be around,
But mostly it’s you they want to see, this I’ve found,
I love grandkids to love you and to see the excitement in your eyes,
There is enough joy and beauty there to fill the skies,
Those beautiful eyes, those beautiful eyes I love them so,
I love gazing into your eyes as I start to feel love flow,
Sneaking a feel of your nice and wonderful butt,
In a room full of people, I guess I’m a perverted loving nut,
I’m so proud to walk with a beauty that looks thirty four,
When I get you home at night you know what’s in store,
To get you home and adore every inch of your vessel,
Make love to you then I get to cuddle and nestle,
Am I lucky or what and each day I want even more,
I love you my angel, I pray we have much more in store.
Happy 60th Birthday, Patti
The most important day each year is the day of your birth,
Your birthday is more important to me than anyone else on the earth,
An angel was brought onto this earth minus wings, of course,
Imagine if you had had wings it would have been a major news source,
What a wonderful day each year to get to wish you joy,
I get to help ensure your happiness because I’m plumbed as a boy,
I hope we share many more of your happy and fun birthdays,
I’ll try to be creative each birthday in many different ways,
But one thing will take place each year and that’s loving you,
I don’t even have to shop or work for it, it’s so easy to do,
This year you are turning sixty and you’re better than before,
If that’s the case then you’ll really be great when you’re eighty four.
End
Silhouetted Against a Backdrop of Clouds
Silhouetted against a backdrop of clouds placed by God,
When you were completed by His hand, He gave a loving nod,
Verse once used but now reused to open a loving account of you,
How I found you to be an angel and then how the evidence grew,
You are an angel that is pure of blood and void of spoken design,
Meaning you are real and your unconditional love is mine,
No man of worth would pass your presence and not acknowledge,
I would stand forever waiting for your hand on heaven’s bridge,
Your beauty minus wings silhouetted against clouds laced with rays,
Amber rays sprinkled with gold flake flowing through in sprays,
Your flowing lace and silk gown constructed by cherub’s hands,
Such beauty with hair flowing softly down, inspiring men to stand,
A pathway laid by my loving hands so your precious feet may be unhurt,
Having served your safety even as your laborer adds to my worth,
Bluebirds and robins gather as do the cardinals with color to bear,
You’re an angel of great beauty with gowns from the heavens to wear,
The pathway is favored by roses blooming in colors and scent,
Patches of flavor, hues, flowers and gardens encircled by mint,
A breeze laced with the freshness of a spring shower in May,
All the while a heavenly angel named Patti slowly graces the pathway,
Sit with me, I pray, for today I have prepared love and food for you,
On a blanket placed over clover that is so soft and new,
I have fruits, cheeses, crackers, cookies and pastry to satisfy,
Also along are wines or juices should you be thirsty or dry,
On this day with rays of gold beaming through clouds high,
Drink of drink with me until you feel free that your resistance I may ply,
Imagine if you might, an angel from God gracing my lips with kiss,
Your heart might find a soulmate hidden here, please don’t resist.
End
Sometimes Tomorrows
Sometimes tomorrows make you want to run and hide,
Hidden in the raindrops there are bright skies inside,
Listen to the musical pattern of the falling rain,
It’s laced with harmonies of angels in heavenly refrain,
What can be said with the whisper of an angel is, “I do,”
Let’s touch or lips together to kiss away the blue,
I want to hold you in my arms on a cloud of white,
With the lights down low and a melody that’s just right,
Bury my face into my angel’s hair; it’s so peaceful there,
Though it’s just a moment away, it’s hers to share,
Listening quietly you can hear a melody in our heartbeat,
It may be a waltz of heavens on Paradise Street,
A cool breeze blows softly from heaven bringing bouquets of scent,
Or is it the essence of your pheromones I’ve been sent,
I can’t explain heaven any better than this,
It’s a combination of your scent, touch, beauty and kiss,
A major thing has just happened; I’m in love more than before,
It’s so exponential it grows in size more and more,
Tonight, tonight, I’m more in love than I thought I could ever be,
Tonight, I’m again in heaven with my angel; I’m in ecstasy .
End
The Soft Melting Snow
The soft melting snow sends a fresh supply of nourishment,
Similar to melting your love to mine as a supplement,
The feel of your kisses tell me you’re worried and apprehensive,
Answer me this, my dear, and please don’t be defensive,
Do you fear I’m not returning or is it that I’ll somehow be different,
I have survived so much to be with you though my body was spent,
Know this to be true, I’ll survive anything tenfold to hold you,
The sunset of my life has been extremely painful to live through,
Know I will endure it all a hundred times more for an extra moment,
I thank God for every second with an angel that’s heaven sent,
The beauty of your angelic face is seen by my eyes as a bequest,
Gazing deeply into your sparkling eyes will be my last request,
Let’s not talk of sorrowful departures or goodbye,
Push away thoughts of loneliness that could make me cry,
Enjoy instead the thought that my love goes with you always,
In exchange yours will be with me each and every day,
Lovers before us have sought to know a love such as ours,
None have experienced it nearly, nay even a few hours,
Hold my heartbeat in your treasures, it belongs to you,
I so treasure the diamonds that sparkle in your eyes too,
Never let your heart fill with sorrow because we have tomorrow,
As long as we have a tomorrow let us avoid heartache and sorrow,
I walk through the path meant for me and I’m so fortunate to see,
That the name on the path is ours; it’s named for you and me,
Take my hand, my darling, and let’s kiss as we look into tomorrow
Walk as you have desired, hand in hand, across the grass and morrow,
Grayed and old a story of lovers that needs to be told,
Yours is the little hand I desire to kiss, cherish, love and hold.
End
My Eyes Watch
My eyes watch each movement as she softly flows by,
I think of the years that have fallen and a tear forms in my eye,
The dream will soon be over and I will awaken at heaven’s door,
What a wonderful feeling I’ve had in my heart I pray for more,
I close my eyes and ask God to listen to my desperate plea,
Please inflict ten years more pain upon this soul known as me,
Let me reenter this dream that has become heaven on earth,
I am worn and bent plus, Lord, I know I have no worth,
May I buy more time by offering my pain tenfold for each year,
I will endure and return my suffering for troubled soul’s debts to clear,
Please grant me the strength of my father that I be half as he,
Then I will be capable of living brave in exchange for time with she,
Oh, return me to my beautiful dream where I reside with an angel,
In pain my example will be strong that I may be spiritual and evangel,
My earthbound angel has blessed me with her love and kindness,
Bestowed upon me so long ago and each day renewed with a kiss,
Renew my illness; I don’t pray for a cure because I’m undeserving,
I fault no one nor do I hold a grudge and I don’t fear suffering,
My illness has been a gift if people are willing to see,
They don’t realize that I value only her love; I’ve been set free,
Each day is a blessing to awaken with her smile near,
Thus I’m willing to live in pain year after year,
Her beautiful wings engulf me when I cry with pain and fear,
God please, a few years more, may I remain here.
End
I’ve Walked This Path of Pain
I’ve walked this path of pain oh so very, very, sadly long,
Now I’ve fallen face down in the snow, I’m no longer strong,
I miss my youth, please turn me over so that I may see,
If I’m dying here in this cold I want to see the world go by me,
I’m gone, I’m gone! It’s no longer me in this agonizing shell,
Once upon a time I could fight this, I knew myself oh so well,
My heart is singing in joy, why is this mixture of emotion in me?
I miss me, it’s been so long since I stood straight and could see,
Tell me what is it that I should do to stimulate desire inside,
A desire I once knew so well to fight and enjoy the ride,
So many hurdles coming at me like an avalanche of stone,
Forgive me for my weakness; show me an altar that I may atone,
I feel the life regurgitate out of me every time I heave,
Even in the absence of fluid I feel a part of me leave,
Do I feel good when you inject your drugs into me?
Doctor, do you see the anguish that has grasped my destiny?
Someone has to help me or I may fall heavy when I stumble,
When I’m so ill, be compassionate and hear the words I mumble,
I wish I was back reliving the horrors of war and citizen’s insensitivity,
Let me hide behind the wall in the snow viewing a strange land’s nativity,
Those things were so easy in retrospect to present,
Realizing youth totally gone hand-in-hand with vitality spent,
Give me strength twice that needed for war, I pray,
Having a future of length makes dues much easier to pay,
Pity me not because I seek none, only tolerance and patience,
As I navigate this illness and plight I pray I not be a hindrance,
Where will the strength come from this time, my family is worn,
Between keeping me in this world of woe or releasing me they are torn,
Understanding her tender love I understand for I would do same,
Wanting me to stay here I understand, I hold no blame,
I too desire to withstand and source her sweet love into me,
All need to understand there is no other place I wish to be,
I sometimes feel so small and alone wishing my parents held me,
I’m weak I suppose now, near spent, a small clearing I wish to see,
Is it too much to seek a reprieve to rejuvenate what I am to whole,
Understand all this pain and misery has left a gaping hole,
But for she, understand, but for she I cling to the face of the cliff,
Beauty of inner and outward that exceeds all for me, there’s no if,
So complete is she that she fills in where I may gap,
Heaven takes place in such a small place with her on my lap,
For her I stand in fire with but one ounce of water,
Face first into a subzero blizzard for her and I shan’t falter,
Thus, my desire to enter heaven upon this earth,
Making love to her releases pain and is in a sense a rebirth,
For her I will fight and live with the dues at hand,
For her I will grasp the trees and pull myself to stand,
For her I will empty my stomach in pain and start anew,
For her I will live, do whatever I have to do.
End