Eyes Strain to See


My heart has borne so much pain beyond the scope of vision now,

Desire living within my being is far too pleasant to hear somehow,

I am silent today as I feel the need to meditate in thoughts of you,

I have lived a dream yet they don’t remember it was me that knew,

 

I know life brings joy with payment due each time grace is upon me,

My life is but a blend of loving you as I try to remain alive just to be,

Sweet love has filled my being with sensations that feel to be gold,

My crippled eyes strain to see remnants of an angel I must behold,

 

This journey of the elders places men where old men shouldn’t be,

For I will cry and let unseen tears fall upon greenery I couldn’t see,

There are creatures small that dwell within the Irish coast for free,

With some envy I might prefer their plight of the repetitious unfree,

 

In search of an Irishman filled with brew is an easy search if there,

But the homeland of this Irishman is bare my DNA and bare my hair,

Exhaustion has overwhelmed my being so I must rest with loving you,

Deep thoughts played through as I relive moments of a love so true,

 

In thoughts, memories, dreams of paradise you are always near,

Nearly every moment of loving you is filled with joy year after year,

A blessed moment in my life was renewing our marriage vows too,

I love you sweet angel, I too love how sexual passion flows from you.

The end. For Patti, by Pat