Love. Volume One.


 

Love

 

Volume One

 CONTENTS

Love on the Dance Floor

Are Angels Seen as Falling Stars

Heaven Sent (Do Willows Weep)

As I Lay

Dance of Magic Shoe

Beautiful Since Birth

To Carry Her Love Within Brings Courage

A Place in Paradise Garden

 


 

Love on the Dance Floor

One night in a dream state brought from heaven as a gift,

The most beautiful angel was seen giving my worn spirit a lift,

Doors to a golden ballroom opened wide for me to see,

Music of angels harps and musicians passed on soothed me,

 

The silhouette I knew, as I had seen this angel long before,

Hair falling over shoulders of grace I tried hard to see more,

Her eyes contained visions of heaven reflecting from inside,

Surely my life has ended I thought I must have surely died,

 

With caution I approached this angel as I know my worth,

So beautiful she is like only one I’ve seen before on earth,

Again I felt fear I knew as a teenager with love in my heart,

Is it possible she would consider a dance or would she part,

 

Her gown of silk highlighted the beauty sculpted by His hand,

The weak knees of my youth I had known only once so grand,

Remembering my bride of years ago I looked into her eyes again,

Sweet sensations of love flooded my heart as I felt love begin,

 

As she drew near that I might have a special dance with her,

I remember standing with this angel once before at Gods alter,

The light of heavens moonbeams placed a halo above her head,

With a smile she accepted dancing though a slow waltz instead,

 

Trembling fingers reached for her tenderness to pull her tight,

When close the silhouette was known from years ago one night,

Long ago I had asked this heavenly angel to marry me one day,

We held each other tight in a love embrace when I heard her say,

 

I will marry you again someday but this time in a heavenly way,

And we danced a dance memories hold dear in the heart to stay,

So tender and gentle to this man so worn and aged this day,

Energy of youth invigorated by dancing with an angel today,

 

Don’t leave love on the dance floor she said to me so sweet,

Love her on earth making every moment in time complete,

Her wisdom seemed to be a message to help me realize,

A second of waste should be used loving you before time dies,

 

Round we danced hand in hand as music of love played on,

Suddenly I woke from the waltz and the beautiful angel was gone,

Tears of anguish known from loneliness long ago began to flow,

Why did the dream stop, why did I let the angel from heaven go,

 

Then you touched my hand asking what’s wrong with me,

Upon opening my tearful eyes the angel of heaven I did see,

Will you dance with me my dear may I have a dance or two?

I will never leave love on the dance floor when I dance with you.

End

 


 

Are Angels Seen as Falling Stars

I reached, I stretched, I tried to touch a falling star one night,

I thought, I wondered, I pondered, was it an angel that lost flight.

Would I know deep inside with this ability of psychic mental touch?

Truly I think, no, I know I would if it was the angel I dream of so much.

 

I’ve seen her standing near with long hair gracefully touching her breast,

Flowing across her shoulders as if placed from silk that is the very best.

Her gown so silky in form as it lay against flesh with perfect angel allure,

My heart so young right now as it pumps hormones that make me so sure.

 

Is it wrong? I pray it’s not so, to fascinate for an angel fallen to ground,

With feelings brought from youthful desire, her touch releases feeling abound.

Is this a dream world I’m in? Are angels seen as falling stars upon entering earth?

Am I alive as a flesh-born life or have I taken to a dimension of pre-birth?

 

My mind is filled with clutter of a past life with her I once knew,

Then across my psychic self I see her with me in a life that’s new.

Her eyes are blessed with tender love emphasized by eyelashes that embellish,

From a gaze into angel’s eyes I float into a world I will always cherish.

 

It’s all so new and foreign to me to know comfort of home within her mind,

I try to wake myself for clarity for it seems as if I’ve become love blind.

The smile of her lips say much more than the spoken words I don’t need to hear,

I place my hands around her waist to pull this familiar angel near.

 

First touch of her body sends pulses of sparkling sensation I don’t know,

What words describe perfection of touching her that makes sensations flow.

The curve I feel across her hips to mounds of beautifully formed behind,

Will be forever engraved as perfection of design in the treasures of my mind.

 

She turns it seems to walk away or was it that I may see her walk?

Her movements flow in harmony of perfect design causing me to balk.

All men will witness her so I of meager means must have no chance,

She comforts my mind with an embrace of love as she invites me to dance.

 

From nowhere came music of angels singing in harmony, so sweet and slow,

Comfort came dancing in her arms as I realized this angel of love I know.

I’m the angel of your dreams to be here for eternity no matter what you do,

She whispered, “I will never leave love on the dance floor when I dance with you.”

 

Those words of love brought clarity as it was from a poem given my wife,

There sleeping at my side was the angel that’s been there all my life.

Dreams do come true and will last eternally when love is given true,

To my angel sleeping softly at my side, I will always be in love with you.

 


 

Heaven Sent (Do Willows Weep)

Do willows truly weep in sorrow with branches hanging sorrowfully?

Or does she drape her branches that lovers be hidden dutifully?

Songbird singing into the day and night air for the bird mate there,

Sings so willingly for its lover, desperately hoping it’s there somewhere.

 

So as the songbird sings I write rhyme that your heart take flight,

From in the distance please willingly come to my arms in the night.

The songbird’s melody so beautifully lonely enters hearts completely,

When heard with you in my arms it is delivered ever so sweetly.

 

Together our melody of love whispers take on a hybrid unison of song,

Somehow administered together the blend of love doesn’t sound wrong.

Accept my love I plead beneath diamonds of flickering starlight,

A lover’s moon is the moon in glory when true love takes flight.

 

Our lover’s moon from a July night embraced our hearts at near full,

Tugging at both of our hearts bringing love with his gravitational pull.

For you my angel there will be no denying from my heart your call,

To you I give my heart and every rhyme to part my lips before I fall.

 

Touching your tender face in the night light provided by stars aglow,

I remember thinking my surprise that every inch of your face I know.

Having felt in my heart so far away the tragedy of loneliness and absence,

Like never before had a man known such love nor has any man since.

 

I love you my beautiful angel, that I have known since eighteen came,

After falling ‘love at first sight’ in love my world has not been the same.

No doubt angels are real and appear as needed to bring hope to the ill,

When near death you appeared to me in heavenly stance no doubt real.

 

All credit falls on you for always coming when needed and the moment right,

Today still you do such especially comforting me into the dark of night.

Kiss teardrops of loneliness for you away as I relive my dangerous plight,

Nightmares of extreme fear of losing you by death during some firefight.

 

Waking from a dream in which the loneliness and heartache are real,

To you being beside me startles my heart with relief and is so surreal.

I fear I will never recall when last I lived with no type of pain,

No doubt the unbearable pain of missing you left, nothing to remain.

 

Nineteen-seventy in the first week of June you took the pain away,

Escape from loneliness and heartache was no longer on that day.

Bitterness was met with hopefulness and a loving better way,

Dreams became reality after so long and so much I was reborn that day.

 

Rebirth of heart takes place when loneliness and heartache are gone,

Within minutes the darkness of brutality from war and man passed on.

Sunshine again entered who I was and I became a better man in a moment,

Loving you became my life goal, no doubt my angel you were heaven sent.

End.

Patti I give my heart to you, I love you completely.

 


 

As I Lay

As I lay in your arms a symphony of music in flow comes through,

The world’s woes and burdens of pain melt away while holding you.

Your eyes in trance with mine lift my spirits into a place love knows,

The purity of true love brings a flame to life that will forever glow.

 

As we drift away into a world of symphonies brought by loves passion,

The movement of love’s passion is so addictive it is beyond description.

Your half-closed eyes with neck arching back begs my lips affection,

My dismay of who I’m loving creates the same doubt-filled question.

 

With so many men of her choosing, why one of such meager value?

These words of doubt are the price men like me pay for loving you.

Confusion replaces methods of love as I regroup my heart’s mind,

I reach blindly for each thread of heart strings I can touch or find.

 

I struggle through the darkness of doubt to suddenly fall into light,

The words of “I love you” have found my ears in the dark of night.

Like a drug coursing through my veins your words open my eyes,

I am like a sprouting plant standing erect under blue sunlit skies.

 

Time’s passage has brought belief to the words you’ve said to me,

Without the assurance of years gone by I’d have fallen upon tragedy.

My self-worth has risen so just to be the man walking at your side,

Your beautiful eyes place value upon my being that can’t be denied.

 

The way you look at me makes harps play within as if heaven is now,

Impulse of nerve endings aflow with love create a tingle somehow.

As if a thousand tiny embers have been set free within my heart,

Because of loving you I feel I’ve cheated fate from the very start.

 

Bring close your beauty once more that I may gaze into your eyes,

I swear God pulled colors for your eyes from heaven’s sunset skies.

Your heart was placed by angels to beat harmonious with mine,

The truth of my existence is that I will love you until the end of time.

 


 

Dance of Magic Shoe

The stars take me on a magical journey of the glories of your soul,

In magic shoes I walk trying to take in every site as my primary goal.

There is no time to waste if I want to see everything in this fantasy,

To the ends of our world I have traveled that everything I may see.

 

In my quest to experience your glory I find someone is following me,

Of all the possibilities in my life there is only one soul I want it to be.

It seems you’ve followed me to the ends of the earth to love just me,

A never-ending loop of each loving the other is how it will always be.

 

What is this place I’ve come upon with music written for me and you?

Faces of unknowns go around in circles in a dance of magic shoe.

Upon air we dance lifted by the emotions that love places within,

A song of sweet love is heard backed by music of a slow, soft violin.

 

The words are recognized as my “love on a dance floor” from long ago,

Another magic moment is captured in time as I say the words you know.

“I love you” said a thousand times cannot capture how I truly feel,

So many magic moments from a fantasy life that has been made real.

 

In this never-ending loop of love I’ve followed you as you have me,

Always reaching for the other’s touch in this world of real-life fantasy.

Magic shoes must be upon my feet to have placed me in this place,

How many fortunate men awaken to be greeted by an angel’s face?

 

Our hearts carry on with love’s eternal flow of gifts of heaven’s touch,

Such magical a gift is this ever-growing desire to need you so much.

God’s world is a creation of magic in everything we see near and far,

The magic I enjoy is to love the angel that is by far His brightest star.

 


 

Beautiful Since Birth

Beautiful since birth your future beauty was no doubt a given,

I on the other hand was surely a curiosity of His lowest rendition.

Mysteriously developing to a point of toleration for poor taste,

Unbeknownst to me is your inability to run or absence of haste.

 

My good fortune is impaired vision of yours until I grew into my face,

Though I wasn’t yet ripe I was close enough to begin the chase.

With all the exuberance of a testosterone driven bull I fell,

Often I wonder did I fall or perhaps I had fallen under your spell.

 

That fourth line sounds as if I fell none the less either by hex or hormone,

Fortunately for me by the time I’m allowed a kiss my face had grown.

A perfect match had taken place crowded by siblings and friends,

That kiss ended the beginning coinciding with when our real story first begins.

 

The beginning so invigorating for kids to experience sensations of need,

Yet so necessary for the test of attraction and infant love be worthy to heed.

Love ignited upon the touching of lips so perfectly matched by size,

Both had been perfectly grown for that one moment of love to realize.

 

To awaken centuries of hibernating love from loves future and past,

A kiss that is the end to the beginning and the beginning of love to last.

My heart so stricken with love that it enabled an unknown in me,

The ability against all odds to survive oddities of life to love only thee.

End. I so love you my angel

 


 

To Carry Her Love Within Brings Courage

I don’t want to struggle anymore; I’ve grown so tired and weak. What am I fighting for?

A sad demise is not what I have in mind, for her I must dig deep to do as I have before,

So many incredible journeys I have borne upon shoulders never meant for so much,

One night more, one night more I have begged for so long to just feel her tender touch,

 

Trembling and weak is not a man I know but if I must become one I will take that stand,

I have wondered more often than I want to, how long will she cling to a trembling hand,

If I lay so weak for week on end will it speak of the weak man I am or what I have become?

I fear a return to the weak after escaping to become so strong with no help from anyone,

 

Self-motivation and self-preservation became my mentors long ago or I’d have died,

That doesn’t mean I’m a really strong man and that doesn’t mean I have never cried,

Self-preservation became a needed companion because it was all I had as a teen,

It took great courage to stand toe-to-toe with those a foot taller and extremely mean,

 

For a year I had trained to become more man than I was meant to be and without fear,

And yet there I was trembling like a child wishing we could fly so far away from here,

I couldn’t tell you that wherever I went I would love you and carry your image inside,

To burden your beautiful heart with new love while absent at war my heart denied,

 

My mind and heart had ceased to function as one although my mind finally took hold,

Aflame with love my heart was in mutiny wanting to overtake my mind and the truth told,

What fairness is found by placing such burden of young love to end by possible death?

Overtaken by love I struggled to overcome tears and allow words to form from breath,

 

As an unknown dagger pressed into my heart extremes of emotion tore me inside,

So desperate was I to express those words of love that unknown to you I cried,

So many years have passed since that beautiful Texas night of the long kiss goodbye,

Now but a memory the emotions of the moment still bring palpitations I can’t deny,

 

Reflection of the moment reveals to me my true inner strength I found that night,

It was an unknown blessing to find such strength and love before entering the fight,

And I carried this growing love into the fray, though unspoken, I knew you felt it, too,

As the forty-seventh year of that night approaches I must say, I’m still in love with you,

 

The love you have given me is so inspiring yet I am even more inspired by your loving me,

Your choice to wait for me without request or knowing of my love is a wonderful mystery,

To look into your eyes is still a journey to the gates of heaven and I succumb even more,

Again love is discovered as I hear your slight sigh of approval; it is you I will always adore.

The end, by Pat. For Patti

I love you my adorable angel.

 


 

A Place in Paradise Garden

There must be a place in paradise’s garden that is in place to honor you,

As I close my eyes to sleep I pray celebration of you will come into view,

I cross the threshold of sleep to find I am in a vessel that has come ashore,

Dense fog is lifting like a curtain to expose a beautiful place I must explore,

 

The green turf of this land is perfectly manicured to the greatest degree,

A golden pathway winds through statues of you as far as the eye can see,

Marble statues created by the greatest sculptors that were allowed through,

So beautiful they are, these statues of you, sculpted perfection of just you,

 

This must be heaven I thought because to me heaven is all about you,

Elation of heart takes place when an angel image of you invites me through,

So beautiful she is yet she isn’t you, she is missing the sparkle in your eyes,

You must be somewhere in this place of beauty, beneath clear blue skies,

 

I’m so excited to see that heaven’s Angels all appear to be images of you,

Yet, when compared these duplicates of you aren’t such when you’re in view,

As I make my way through so many images of you I whisper your name,

If I am in paradise they must know, that without you, it won’t be the same,

 

I feel a sensation of love or perhaps it’s magnetism but I know you’re near,

You’re here I know because I feel your pull in my heart, it is you, it’s very clear,

Red roses along the pathway render essence of rose perfume into the air,

The warmth of your arms around me confirms I’m in heaven, you’re everywhere,

 

Each time I see you so beautifully clear I wonder what you could see in me,

Then I give thanks for your bad taste as I continue to enjoy the beauty I see,

My paradise is you and nothing more; I need nothing else but your touch,

The sparkle in your beautiful eyes is one of the reasons I love you so much.

The end. By Pat for Patti