With your touch my heart sets sail to lands of loves wonder, 

True my words whispered, my love will never be asunder, 

Atop tranquil waters sensation of flight is felt on the sea,

Tranquility is seldom felt of me but when your beauty I see, 

Of you I will never flee as you are my destination to find, 

Near or afar a magnetic pull upon my heart guides blind, 

I’ve closed my eyes and found your lips with no sound,

From the sky I’ve jumped yet your pull spun me around,

Fading sunlight brings nightlight in tow to be with you again, 

Although you set at my side I’m anxious for night to begin, 

My back so bent from burden shows the wear of hard years, 

Yet youth erupts with your look, again you remove my fears,

Again your touch is felt to remove yesterday’s nightmare, 

From this vessel of loves creation I feel the heart we share, 

I’ve touched the surface of tranquil water with a fingertip, 

As I look into tranquil waters of glass I lose realities grip, 

The age upon my face tells me time is beginning to wane, 

I look upon my past and it brings a sense of warrior shame, 

Scars upon my soul never depart nor do I feel burdens gone, 

In angels surround I have found starlight that I can move on, 

Each reflection of age tells me of pain and hardship endured, 

Teardrops are now a daily occurrence of less time assured,

Oh the rest of my life, is the rest of my aging life gift enough, 

If I see her face in the dark will I endure when it’s really tough, 

A round of applause as I rise from the ashes once more to prove, 

In the presence of angels we have power that mountains move

In the presence my angels gold see my rust shines to the above,

I have no gold or precious stones yet how she treasures my love, 

There’s something about love I wish to share with all I know, 

Give all of your heart to her and be assured love will grow, 

My rust is nearly rusting through yet she see treasure in me, 

I see her as an angel in rescue of me when I won’t be able to see, 

We will dance arm in arm as we hold hands unable to stand, 

Hopelessly in love forever she will guide me with her hand, 

To guide me into eternities entry that we will be young again, 

Perhaps through a window she’ll see me for our love to begin.

The end, by Pat