Love’s Truth Within’


Love flows from my heart, unto you my love flows as a river does, 
I have felt the hair lift on my arm, from your touch into what was,
When a breeze ceases to move, the force known is felt no more, 
Love moves across the plains, seeking he who loved you before, 

 

The shadow of those in love, casts an image of their hands held tight, 
Reflected rays of sunbeam shine, on the golden band from last night, 
Whispered words of vows to you, matrimony is man’s union sacrament, 
The veil lifted that lips may kiss, when pressed to her’s his love is sent, 

 

Tender is the night long awaited, trembling hands await her touch,
Four years plus months added in, created a wait that is far too much, 
Time is known to both young loves, both endured times touch too far, 
He was made a warrior by draft, alone was she and his heart did scar, 

 

Shattered dreams reclaimed from dust, reassembled by love’s guardian, 
Wedding vows now of past tense, give cause for a lifetime of celebration, 
Pausing in relief of what has been, difficult to attain precious vows said,
Love as a gift is not possible to give, love happens when you’re not misled,

 

Whispered love is unheard if not loud, whispers die in the static of night,  
I’ll stand tall and shout to be heard, my words in rhyme will be said right, 
Heartbeats for love fill my chest, of beauty is she, precious jewels worn, 
Significant words in rhymes given to all, heard in verses that are reborn, 

 

No one understands love’s truth within, when given of the heart so true, 
A soft breeze in motion made of heat, rises high pulling cool into the blue, 
In a cloud we see the form of Cupid’s bow, releasing an arrow into a heart, 
The angel of love resembles my wife through, beautiful in every way or part,

 

Blessings may be unseen if awareness wanes, yet God’s touch shan’t fade,
His Hand in blessing the needy, carried this soul until my return was made,
Somehow within her heart she knew, wait until draft time dues were paid,
Tender love helped her to wait, in her heart the weary warrior made grade,

 

Paradise gardens are open for entry, and they walked through the gate, 
Golden bands on hands in love, to announce their love was a part of fate, 
Half a century of love’s growth in bond, has bonded two hearts complete, 
A kiss given to her while held tight, says I love you, I’ll never know defeat. 
The end.  For Patti by Pat 
I love you my little angel!