To see you standing in angelic pose is a gift given my eyes,

None are more breathtaking than you beneath Texas skies,

Let it be said that no matter the pose if it’s of you its Divine,

And of gifts the best of any was when you said you’re mine,

I want to speak so many words exclaiming loudly of just you,

To be heard in sincere passages of worthiness spoken true,

As you whisper essence of your love into my passageway,

I tremble in response to follicles dancing to what you say,

Stay near me and continue to whisper softly into either ear,

Have I recently said how much I desperately need you near,

Every word you speak is of utmost importance when it’s said,

Definitions and translation go unheard if you’re in my head,

My nicest black silk shirt with embroidered red roses true,

Is worn in a dream of paradise as I enter the gates with you,

Dance floors of hardwood beautifully hand stained for dance,

Are built for you my beautiful moonlight angel just to enhance,

Moonflowers in reflected glow enhance the trellis long ago built,

A white tulip shape displayed seemingly strong prior to sunlit wilt,

In the brightness of daylight’s first light all become aware of you,

Morning is your moment as a coronation of love comes through,

Somehow someway I know a statue takes form for history tales,

Stories and myths of a mystical being so grand all others pales,

Only you can wear such a tale of heavenly sexual beauty well,

And only I your unworthy marriage companion can tell the tale,

I walked a lonely road until your sweet sixteen kiss was mine,

From a heart felt kiss given me as love I responded with a rhyme,

Written about you and me it goes unfinished as we surpass all,

Half a century has flown quickly by with joy and laughter our call,

Romeo and Juliet will have to sit and cry when we go passing by,

I still feel a young man in your arms yet as it’s fun the time does fly,

To lay in your hold or you in mine is an acceptance of our love ways,

Place your lips on mine once more for with a kiss true love stays.

The end. For Patti by Pat

I love you my beautiful little girl.