I have soared like an eagle from but a touch of your hand on mine,

A touch so pleasant and smooth it relates to a silken gown so fine,

As I soared high above it all I look below to see you look up at me,

It’s a sensation of sweet elation that has cut the ropes to set me free,

From you flows magic as you have worked magic on a man like me,

The minute I knew that I’d marry you I became better than I should be,

For over fifty five years I’ve attained things beyond my meager means,

You are my dream angel, the one I have always wanted in my dreams,

In this land of magic and visions I see two young lovers as they walk,

Perhaps it’s just a vision but I’d swear I heard a man and woman talk,

It sounds as if they are in love back in a timeline forty-five years past,

So near I must be to heaven as I hear trumpets blare coming fast,

I wonder aloud about this flight I’ve taken courtesy of beautiful you,

How can this be?  Surely it must be some wormhole I flew through,

Each dimension in time is there with but a thought I can see it all,

So many different images of you fill the air until I yell stop or stall,

How I knew to yell such a thing is beyond my comprehension right now,

I have been hanging on for so long but you always save me somehow,

I am but tarnished tin with rust that has begun to eat away my structure,

Endurance is my creed as I know well the need to endure for our future,

Ever so deeply I long for your touch once more as I feel a need to soar,

Often I’ve risen too late to reach for your body as you walk out the door,

Without the heavenly touch of your flesh I am no more to walk in the brush,

Let me soar on Eagle’s wings, desperately I need your touch, please rush,

Precious love is safely in a chest at heaven’s door with guardians there,

Love so special it is guarded by muscular archangels with long gold hair,

Precious love is any love for to love is a gift unto itself to receiver and giver,

Because of our intense love just a light touch can produce in me a shiver,

From the clouds I hear a sweet melody of violins, chimes, and harps in unison,

A whisper comes from nowhere and I’m found in your arms to dance as one,

In but a moment I am found holding you in a tight embrace of lover’s dance,

I remember so many years ago when I prayed you’d see me and take a chance,

As always you have sought me out to find me as it was your whisper I heard,

This time my angel as we dance I will whisper the most treasured of word,

Let us dance in tight embrace under an umbrella of twinkling heavenly view,

Even today I feel nervous in my delivery of the special words, “I love you”.

The end, by Pat from hospital room June 22, 2015

For Patti, I love you my precious angel.