Each morning I’m surrounded by the things I said to you yesterday,

My mind is strange in its workings as it tracks what you hear me say,

Why it does such I have no idea but my words are derived of the heart,

Words pierce my heart before exiting my mouth, that’s how they start,

Each word spoken of my lips carry a part of my lifeblood if spoken to you,

Strange it may sound I truly understand but it’s of the things I say and do,

Before I depart, surrounded by my words of unheard meaning tell me please,

Those five seconds of haste you used today did they set your mind at ease,

Tell me I beg or do I speak too much each day with unrelated love words,

So many skeletal words of descriptive content sounding unlike love birds,

In a beautiful dream I spoke in decree that words of love must be used,

Each morning to no matter whom or where kind words must be infused,

Mmmmm oh joy, mmmm I love to hear you sigh when I whisper love to you,

Deep within your throat a sound just I know can be heard flowing through,

I am a man who writes words that have been marinated in my lifeblood,

Words spoken from my heart that have absorbed my love from the life-mud,

If spoken to I must decipher your words for hidden love meanings for me,

Although multidirectional words may fall beyond our minds ability to see,

Skeletal love words unheard blend all to create our nutritious word soil,

Have you calmed for a moment or two to hear childlike wonder while I toil,

It’s a beautiful dream it is, to see you stand with wings spread open wide,

In a field of dream words that grow perfect of form to surround my bride,

A vine of descriptive word surrounds your essence with a future song bloom,

Each bloom a future song or melody that releases love’s joy into the room,

Deep in thought I am of you for my heart knows nothing but to love you,

Each process within my mind must be filtered of you in all I say and do,

All pathways of thought within my mind are now filled with discard of word,

Love is a nutrient that enriches our bloodstream to reject what is absurd,

So many words stored in an architectural framework so they are contained,

The King’s love for his Queen is beyond descriptive word I have explained,

Thus the words wait, stored in architectural form that I may mix old with new,

Scattered throughout my mind’s pathways are words never used for you,

How I ask should a man use stainless steel or frames made of alloys in speech,

I mean love speak, words of the night, words to set her afire, of this I beseech,

So many words fill my brain but as of now I will try to use a word or two for you,

Please be seated upon this alloy frame that I may speak a love word or two,

As darkness surrounds my mind it is of night-come rather than failing health,

Night fall is so gentle as it absorbs the daylight I shall exist in a lover’s wealth,

Come near my angel, allow my words to console your tired heart for tonight,

My kiss placed softly upon your earlobe with a slight tug makes it all right,

Mmmmm oh yes there it is, the oft unheard angel’s soft two note love chime,

It is my two note love chime brought of her essence in surrender to my rhyme,

So many loves have come before us yet non have known the extremes of heart,

I cross heaven’s threshold with knowledge of love which others had no part,

My love has been written upon unfelt pages with ones and zeros that never die,

From the wasteland of discarded love words that never felt right but only dire,

I have found words to transpire generations of love poets, songsters and more,

My words simple of form flow so easy, “I love you Patti, you are what I live for”.

The end.  For Patti by Pat