Each day thoughts of her saturate my mind with nothing but love,

No matter what I’m doing at day’s end she is what I am think of,

It’s been this way since I was seventeen and I want it to remain,

You’ve been my escape from earths reality that has induced pain,

In the darkness of night I can slip away into your arms and run away,

When all is wrong you bring the colors of the rainbow in heavens display,

Not a drop of water in sight but I can sit on the dock alone with her until two,

When the world is dark gray to black she and her sunshine turn the sky blue,

Images of her have traveled my mind each day since I was an innocent man,

Like the colors of the rainbow there’s a million different memories to remain,

Maybe one day she will see me for the memories of her my heart contains,

A million thoughts of her that saved me when when only death remains,

I’ve danced in her arms when my legs couldn’t stand because of dislocation,

I’d hold her tight in my imagination and dance through the night in my location,

The smell of waste faded away in my imagination as she’d enter my life station,

Only she, my little angle could lift my soul away from the horror of wars creation,

Look away, look away from horror of war that my memories bring to life,

It’s a long, long way from that day yet a memory can place me into the strife,

But the last thing I see each day are the hazel eyes of the angel on my heart,

The angel in my heart has held my mind in check when I couldn’t find will to start,

The morning sun would come from her soul as she would wake me from sleep,

Memories of so much love have placed my heart within hers to hold and keep,

One kiss from her lips can resuscitate my mind to dwell in the joys of today,

And with that my heart rejoices, I know this angel in my heart is here to stay.

The end, for Patti, by Pat

Patti, my sweet angel, I want you to forever know that my purpose is one in life,

I have no reasons to seek riches but to ensure of your needs as my wife,

Those words sound so minimal as written and should contain explanation,

My reason to live is written in the sands of time for those that seek revelation,

It shall be revealed one day as we cross the threshold into the kingdom of gold,

Only my heart and our Lord know why my journey was treacherous as it is told,

To love Patti as she deserves I had to learn isolated loneliness to an extreme,

A journey into the known while clutching her photo as reality instead of a dream,

Without the extremes of a war experience can a man know the fear of departure,

It wasn’t so much the fear of death but departing her love as a form of forfeiture,

I touched her fingertips as I held onto life at the cliff’s edge while I reached out,

To be so near the ultimate satisfaction in life and then never know what it’s about,

Thus I had to endure ordeals so extreme in life that it sounds false if said by me,

The journeys taken as a draftee forced to take part in the making of our history,

To experience the indignities of men’s brutalities were in reality a gift given me,

For without the experience of a vision from heaven in the form of angelic Patti,

Without that vision my heart and soul couldn’t know the ecstasy of an appearance,

Then elation filled my heart, elation gifted to me by His Hand to give me reassurance,

That she was waiting for me faithfully without my request that she should do such,

It was then I discovered she is akin the rose even being dangerous by thorn to touch,

It’s true that I was stricken by Patti since I first saw her before being she was a teen,

I was so taken by her stunning beauty that I wondered if those near had seen,

Why I wondered, aren’t they taken aback, why aren’t they stricken by her beauty,

I knew at that moment why I was placed upon this earth, I knew my true duty,

I was to serve this beautiful little angel of hazel eyes and beg that she allow my seed,

To fulfill her dreams of motherhood that she may experience her motherhood need,

My duty was to protect, support and to give as needed for Patti’s needs in life,

I pray I have fulfilled her needs because no woman deserves more than my wife,

My meager attempt of showing love with a website dedicated to her is minimal at best,

Perhaps it is better than I believe it is, or it may mean more after standing time’s test,

I gave it with every ounce of my being for those that doubt the sincerity of what I did,

For you, Patti, I have done openly my angel, my heart is at last exposed, nothing is hid,

Words written next to a photograph are a meager attempt to explain your desirous nature,

My little angel is surrounded by a sexual aura that fills the air with her mystical stature,

God’s gift to me was that I was allowed her kiss to signal the barriers of time had fallen,

I’ve loved you for over fifty years, my hazel-eyed angel, I have no doubt of my true calling,

My duty is to protect you, my calling is to love you forever, my future is to love you evermore,

The past of my life has been about loving you and passing each test of love, and each time,

I love you even more.

The end, by Pat for Patti.

Do you love me and has your heart always held me dear,

Am I the one you thought of when you were draped in fear?

After our hearts first touched and I told you I’d return some day,

Did you dream of that day and wish I’d take you in a sexual way,

Was it that I excited your loins as well as brought your heart to beat,

Or was it thoughts of golden coins and the rewards you’d reap,

Could it be you just thought of me in ways of delight and more,

The answer inside my traveled heart is simple, it’s called amour,

My eyes saw love in such a simplistic way, I guess, you’re the one I adore,

I understand I do, how could he of such meager means expect an ounce more,

I am grateful beyond spoken word to have what I am allowed to hold,

Scarlet sunsets break through my water-filled eyelids to show the gold,

The globe of our sun burst through the tears bringing a kaleidoscope of starburst,

And for a moment I felt relief as if my heart had quenched its thirst,

The pain shows in my anthem of love I’ve written in rhymes for you,

I have written the truth, Patti, I garner strength to carry on it’s true,

As I returned from across the sea I heard Angel’s trumpets blare,

I raised my weary head from the cot to see and I saw an angel there,

‘Tis true, I swear, from tears to the north of loneliness I felt the loneliness leave,

Perhaps it was love brought by you that was given my soul a needed reprieve,

It called out in anguish as the wind swept clean the soiled green of earth,

That I may touch the earth of my homeland and pray for our rebirth,

How the medic knew, I wonder, at that exact moment he gave me your photograph,

To hold near my heart during the anguish of rejection given by America’s citizen staff,

I needed it so, to hold near my anguished heart because somehow he just knew,

To be predestined to love someone is rare yet I was born to love only you,

Heaven is there to accept the holy souls of the departed few allowed to deploy,

The feeling in my heart is that we will together be there to share eternity’s joy,

And I held close your picture as I cringed inside yet I clung to the belief of predetermined love,

The belief that we were predestined to be, to be together as determined by our Lord above.

The end, I love you Patti

Most of the things you do for me are internal and others can’t see,

You ring my bell when no bell is to be rung but you do it for me,

The touch of your fingertips upon my tip can set my soul aflame,

The flame burns intensely hot, it’s a flame unseen but still a flame,

I have your molecules within me just as you have mine within you,

Each grain of the hourglass’ sand carries a memory as it falls through,

Those memories cast upon a canvas would show my story of wonderment,

A story so unbelievable interlaced with the interaction of life’s excitement,

Since seventeen each day in my life has particles of her laced inside,

Unknown to her a reaction was taking place that was not to be denied,

Each noise in the crowd became a part of what I have now become,

Somehow everything was a piece of a part that was making me the one,

Your attraction to me was the electrical charge akin to atoms being split,

When what is one is split a force unknown takes place because we are it,

It wants to remain as one such as the uranium atom wants to be complete,

A force not understood is within you and me so similar to atoms it’s neat,

Every force in the universe unites to act as one to bring apart to reunite,

When I was so far from you mother earth’s magnetic fields used her might,

I felt you, I did, as I walked the mud and heat of a savage land at war,

As nightfall came upon the land each event and thought brought amour,

I have trembled in fear as those much larger beat me physically down,

In other events I have run to protect the downtrodden when bullies abound,

Each event has helped to form the it I am and what courage there is in me,

Many ingredients form the pulp of my base that no one could possibly see,

The little girl with the runny nose that asked me if I’d buy her something to eat,

Within me my father dwells and somehow I know the tears were his treat,

As I’ve danced holding you so tight the embrace is imprinted in my mind,

A lonely tear of departure has placed molecules inside my blood you can find,

Lipstick of color, clear, moisturizers and more have left their color upon mine,

So proudly I left that color upon my shirt and my lips for anything that can remind,

My mother’s heartbreak resides inside my heart and I carry her torment as well,

I am at times a castaway of life’s extreme as sanity teeters inside for a spell,

Gifted me along with my mother’s voices that have yet to speak a word,

I am a part of the Fourth of July party when Korean War Vets were heard,

A time when America loved her servicemen and banners of joy flew high,

I saw the returning heroes and wanted to be one of those men we don’t deny,

I am a piece of peace that came as a result of things I did hidden behind a wall,

Inside my broken heart I carry peace but I carry also pain because of the draft call,

I am the unknown soldier and I am the court-martialed teen that became afraid,

Yes, I am a part of all these parts of men that were heroes or didn’t make the grade,

Once I raised my weapon to fire upon a child but held back until my friend died,

I am now a part of a horrible memory that children kill although it was once denied,

The fear of breast cancer was mine as two tumors were removed from mine,

Men too must face the breast cancer scare and for a week it dwelt in my mind,

Each memory and each grain of sand beneath my feet have created what is me,

But most of all what keeps it all contained is my driven desire of extreme mystery,

For you I must, I pray I will, to be a better man for you and to never let you down,

PTSD has created creatures that dwell deep within but have never seen town,

I am a better man because of she that has left molecules to live within,

I carry remnants of only one inside my heart, it was her heart I did win,

A magical pull will start each day as we depart the place we hold dear,

Once more another ingredient will mix into the mix that keeps me here.

Loving you.

The end, by Pat

I have walked the streets but I have not felt alone since then,

I returned to you as promised in nineteen seventy so we could begin,

I’ve loved you forever as you know but I have had no doubt since then,

The kiss of return lifted me higher than my discharge at ten ten,

I wish I could tell the world I love you, I hope the website will do for now,

One day we will be fragments of human turned to souls in heaven somehow,

As spirits you and I will fly to places we have desired to see for so very long,

Think of your delight when I can carry you because my legs are again strong,

When we are spirits we will meld our souls to enjoy the depth of love,

I will dance with you as one while we rest on the moon that’s still above,

No longer will I spend my wages on gasoline and a candy bar or two,

You know I loved doing it, I loved you so much nothing kept me from you,

Today we host our niece and we were privileged to show her our family,

Most of all she is now part of our family and with us she will always be,

Spiritually we have melded although flesh still pumps our blood to flow,

I love you so very much, my angel, you are the only love I will ever know.

The end, for Patti, by Pat

So many treasured memories of you I hold and each are gold or silver lined,

Each thought is a thousand strands of silk reaching into the archives of my mind,

If harvested I’d be the wealthiest man alive to those starved of loves sensation,

Each memory is like a flavor of love to be tasted over again to find sweet elation,

Your kiss is likened to a sugar granule with so much sweetness upon your lips,

Flavor is given the kiss as my hands absorb your shaped form around your hips,

Mounds of pleasure awaiting the awakening of my instrument of pleasure,

After so many years the doubt of youth still lingers as I wonder if I will measure,

To measure up is norm but to fail is so abnormal that men fear it more,

More than losing hair or height is the fear of ridicule of so little in store,

I’ve touched the end of your treasured canal of joy so many times I dismay,

How can I of such little worth be the chosen man at the end of courtships fray,

As my heart pumps lifeblood so rich with the ingredient of love just for you,

I explore your earlobe as I have never explored an angels lobe of ear real slow,

Parcels of moon light penetrate the window to rest upon the wooden floor,

Outside the same moonbeams rest upon the sand of the slow pulsing shore,

It is about you Patti, I feel the world should stop its turn to rest upon now,

Now is the most important event in our life’s though no one notices somehow,

Is it absence of presence or inability to understand the importance unfolding here,

With so much inspiration clad in a gown of silk annunciating cleavage two fold clear,

Swaying intrinsically emphasizes womanhood that appears years younger,

Age has no bearing on the sensations I feel since my loins have starvation’s hunger,

A rhythm plays inside my head led by the pulse my muscles of heart now make,

Time has slowed at last as I see dew form upon a leaf before it begins to shake,

I kneel in thanks again as I praise All that is Holy for placing my lowly frame here,

Touch me and I soar to levels unknown by me and for a moment it’s all so clear,

Space has boundaries to slow mankind when love catapults his heart beyond,

I am a space traveler of present state as memories newly created become fond.

The end,

For Patti, I love you little girl.