Beautiful, beautiful angel, your eyes are heavenly fine,

So long ago I prayed you would one day be mine.

The words fall from my lips as I want to hold you tight,

How can an angel from heaven be such a sexual delight,

Two hours today were spent wrapped within your hours,

Do other people our age have the same sexual fire as ours,

Or is it you that ignites the flames of passion to burn higher,

A short gaze into your beautiful eyes ignites my every desire

I swear it’s true with no doubt inside my head or heart,

Only you have the voluptuous form to wake desire to start,

A touch or trace of touch upon my fingertips is sheer delight,

Tinges of tingling electrical nerve pulses lift me to near flight,

Seasoned best describes your age for age is not a part of you,

How impossible it is to describe hazel eyes with rust and blue,

You’ve defied times advance to become more beautiful it’s true,

Tonight, once again I’m blessed to say to you, ” I love you”.

The end, by Pat for Patti

Once upon a morning’s first light I woke from the magic of dream,

The wonder of dreams makes love more possible than it may seem,

They enlighten the heart with possibilities of being loved and more,

For me it is in dreams I discovered I could be loved by she I adore,

From on high I soared into the wake of your love as you flew before,

As in my youth you seemed so unreachable that from afar, I would adore,

And in flight’s wake you flew as you too gave chase in hopes of love,

Updrafts from the unknown lifted me high that I might see from above,

In the mist of moonlight beams the wake of flight was seen in vapors trail,

Large circles of flight with trails behind seemed to imply you chased as well,

To the east I saw a faint ember of red as earth’s rotation brings light to day,

Or was it the flame of love and hope burning bright to show me the way,

Suddenly my every thought and effort was of you and for you as I flew,

Impressions left upon me like chiseled granite were memories of you,

And deep within me a small crack in love’s granite became visible and clear,

The fear that I could one day lose you became a tremendous powerful fear,

In games of the mind and dreams magical land I slowed in flight for you,

That you could catch me was the easiest path to catching you as I flew,

Suddenly I was upon solid ground with the wings of an angel wrapped around,

I breathed in deeply the fresh morning air filtered by your hair in love’s surround,

An enlightenment came upon me as memories of first loving you were in flow,

You’ve chased as I have chased and in circles of chase we flew with each in tow,

Particles of sunlight seemed to penetrate the mist as moonlight still shined,

A morning moon embraced by first light is a rare romantic lover’s find,

To see the sun kiss the moon good morning is rare for those of late rise,

More rare upon this earth is that a morning angel brings me “morning surprise”,

Seldom do I rise with daylight’s first embrace of earth for an early start,

But it is I that is greeted by a morning angel whom I love with all my heart,

A poem I remember from long ago is written for you down below,

From a rhyme written for you comes words of love that I still know,

Though written before my reveal of verses I had written just for you,

I present them to you in this poem with my love flowing through,

“As moonlight slowly left dim behind for the day to begin,

My thoughts were of you and the morning mood I am in,

The beauty of youth overtook you and your radiant smile,

Have I been the benefactor of your sweet love all the while,

Is it true the words you said after our first loving kiss,

Your smile broke to say  “I’ve waited for years for this”,

And tonight you said you love me so I sat in my car near you,

The aura of love I feared departing so I stayed within view,

Now sunshine kisses moonlight goodbye, I too must go,

I will return to you tonight and allow my love to show,

To say I love you and to hear the words said to me too,

Is all I have ever dreamed of, I’m so in love with you.”

(Last three verses August 1970)

The end, by Pat for Patti

Turn, turn, turn, turn the page once more to begin,

As is life in a book, there must be a loss to have a win,

Each hour has a start but to start another hour must end,

Once a week is lost in part it is impossible a week to mend,

With each new page I pray for another day to be with you,

As the page turns my angel of morning delight comes in view,

I’ve written pages of love on paper, paper hearts without a beat,

Until blood pulses through the heart words will remain incomplete,

A moonlight kiss written well can engorge parts with the mind,

But until lips touch upon the sought he remains to be blind,

No sensation of imagination can lift the human soul that it may fly,

It’s so strange yet words written correctly can make a man cry,

Let her kiss light upon your lips and your heart will set sail,

To a dimension unknown, for if imagined it compares pale,

A book written of love’s first year must be an enormous one,

True love written should be ten times the volume when done,

The moment your mind drifts to her and emptiness is found,

It’s the signature of love when her absence is felt all around,

You must take each moment to heart and cherish it in full,

If blessed to love true let the world know of her love’s pull,

Great men face fear yet cannot bear her departure in thought,

Such men wear ribbons of valor for wars and battles fought,

Time, a little more time, will weigh upon lovers aging too soon,

Mornings bring delight, as first sight of her makes me swoon,

One year of love must contain pages numbering three sixty five,

Each day must be filled with love if new love is to be kept alive,

Filled with extremes of unbridled love it exponentially grows,

Written as pages of your love it will multiply as true love flows,

I’ve written a book of love for you my angel and it’s a big book,

The birth of our love was large but the year of departure overtook,

My heart so exposed for you, the world, and the things I survived,

Our love is created of heart and soul, true love cannot be contrived,

An apparition created of love came to me when despair overtook,

One day of loving you so, while at death’s door created a big book,

Twenty seven pages it took to describe an angel’s kiss on my lip,

Swollen and torn as blood seeped from my skin from head to toe tip,

One book to use as a tall stool with book one used as a step stool,

A stool of three feet disguised as a book of love is a clever tool,

Each year has grown my sweet love to such extreme my books not done,

I’ve come to realize our mansion upon the hill is our home of just one,

We have become one and shall remain as one until our time is done,

Written of me in truth of you is that you’ve always been number one,

Should a teardrop fall upon my written word I pray it is of your eye,

As I share your emotion while you read my rhymes I too will cry,

From within my book of love voices will cry out “hold me a little longer,”

Words of departure and anguish we’ve known well but made us stronger,

“Hold my hand,” you heard me say too often when I was in pain so afraid,

As pain took its toll to such extreme I died and listened as you prayed,

No book can contain the emotion of such a moment when touched of you,

To be granted such a gift, that while in limbo I felt your love as I went through,

Each day I hope and pray to remember sensations of being loved by you,

I write rhymes in hope you will feel my love, that you will feel me too,

Seasons pass through the year and although names remain that’s all,

Leaves on trees are letters on the page and the story is the order they fall,

Each thought and each moment of the day is told as a memory past,

How the story is told creates the shadow of the tree and how it’s cast,

My heart tells me our love story will hold readers spellbound for more,

I pray they understand I knew you before I met you, it was long before,

I dreamed of angels from storybooks of love and I read of lovers of old,

As our story is read I hope to hear, “that’s the best love story ever told.”

The end, I love you my beautiful angel.

For Patti By Pat

You are the light that shines from the morning star,

Only you I have longed for while stationed afar,

As daylight breaks it’s another chance to say I love you,

Not only for loving me but all the things you do.

I wake each morning with hopes you’re still in our bed,

You are the depth of love from which the love fire is fed,

As your morning heat ignites beside me I know it’s love,

The fire burns so intensely I wonder do I wear a glove,

I love to look into your beautiful sparkling eyes upon first light,

You are the reason God gifted men with perfect color and sight,

To see such as you gives my heart pause as I take you in,

So much pleasure is felt just by touching your soft skin,

Then I ignite within and I feel I too am afire inside,

I love and desire to show such love can’t be denied,

You are the morning star of my life, please shine on me,

Without your love and my reason to love, I wouldn’t be.

The end, by Pat for Patti.  I love you little angel

A hundred years from now will you dance on a pedestal with me,

A slow waltz of lover’s lore I ask of you that all the world may see,

Yes, I’ve said a century because I know we will love forevermore,

If I must I swear I will take a knee that I may ask of you or implore,

High upon a pedestal made of quarried marble in the highest grade,

Only musicians of fame will sit to play on instruments heaven made,

Just for you my angel will be roses abloom in every color and scent,

They’ll come from miles around to see the woman who’s heaven sent,

It seems I woke a century ago with you in my heart and my mind,

I offer up my life to you and all the love a seeker of love can find,

You are deep within my heart interlaced with all in me that’s good,

Our love has been tested and proven as the test of time withstood,

I’ve known you my angel long before our eyes first met to know,

I felt your lips on mine long before our first kiss so very long ago,

Held you close in my dreams as I dreamed of love and only you,

It’s a foreign thought to most but loving you I was designed to do,

At eleven I cuddled to a fireplace knowing I’d do it with you someday,

So young but wanting to love an angel and feeling love pull my way,

And that’s why I knew, I was actually stunned to see you standing there,

Dreams I had as just a child was of an angel with long dark flowing hair,

Your eyes twinkled like diamonds in the night as you smiled at me,

I told you then that I’d marry you as other words seemed to flow free,

Though thirteen you were the most beautiful creature I had ever seen,

I would have taken you to kiss immediately but for my poor self esteem.

So many years have passed since the day of my angel’s reveal,

The day I realized dreams of love and heaven can indeed be real,

I knew you well before I met you because my heart already knew,

And I knew the image of an angel when I first laid my eyes on you,

Was it love at first glance or was it recognition of predestined love,

No matter how it occurred I know very well it’s both of the above,

If I named the most beautiful things I’ve seen of our earth and our star,

The list would pale next to you in my eyes for I once loved you from afar,

Dance with me my angel in the moonlight of Texas that I may hold you,

I’ll pull you close as each time we have danced but this time in full view,

Your tender lips will know my kiss fore we exit the pedestal of our love,

I’ll leave no love on the dance floor as I shout it loud to heaven above.

The end, by Pat for Patti.  I love you baby

The words unfound are the words I so desperately seek,

I have been aggressive in my search yet I appear meek,

Where do words rest that I am in search of in my need,

I feel I have searched with diligence and great speed,

I have said I love you with written line and in speech,

Yet I feel the words of description are beyond my reach,

It’s impossible for my words to reach into heaven’s door,

Or to describe sensations of elation stronger than before,

One word or ten just as long as it’s the pinnacle love word,

Even more so a word of creation that has never been heard,

Immediately understood as the word no other person can use,

A word they may speak only to describe us otherwise it’s abuse,

For you, my angel, a word for you to attach to the new word,

Again a word so significant that it is of only you if it is heard,

The word of majestic description includes parts of so many,

Words of beauty, kindness, passion, tenderness, love aplenty,

To compliment such word or phrase adjectives, adverbs too,

Ultimate words to describe will to be there if you need rescue,

Remember five bouncers the night a man tried to kill his wife,

With targeted blows all fell as I then removed the assailants knife,

For that rescue I was grateful to have been drafted and trained,

After so many years that I reacted correctly can’t be explained,

Embedded I suppose, much as my embedded love for my beauty,

I have so much love for you I consider sacrificing my life my duty,

And today I struggle for words to describe feeling like a child,

Or how I become excited as your cheek kiss is driving me wild,

A teenager in love is how I feel everyday and I have for years,

Words to describe that separation breaks my heart to shed tears,

You and the Texas moon are a night of outdoor adventure to me,

As we cuddle your hazel eyes closing for passion is pleasure to see,

As moonlight casts a shadow upon the one I want it describes amour,

A song of truth to sing as ecstasy lifts me higher than ever before,

How is it I can’t find words I desperately seek to describe my love,

Perhaps entry through heaven’s door will release words from above,

As hummingbirds fly about and mockingbirds sing paradise is near,

Angels singing in harmonious song come across so fresh and clear,

When an angel appears and she is you I know I will be blessed with word,

I will reach out for your tender hand as at fourteen my words you heard,

A promise to be there forever and description incomplete if love for you,

I will forever seek words to describe loving you until it’s the last thing I do.

The end, for you baby, I love you so very much

I sorry I haven’t had time to give you the attention you so deserve.  My heart is yours forever.  We are me.  We are one.