Love
Volume Two
CONTENTS
Chains Bind My Heart (Valentine’s Day 2015)
Chains Bind My Heart (Valentine’s Day 2015)
The years have crept slowly by, yet somehow the years have rapidly flown,
The years have proven how much my heart belongs to the only love I’ve known,
Chains bind my heart to an everlasting belief that no other love could possibly do,
It’s not heaven I seek, yet I find an angel each morning when I wake next to you,
Each breath you take away from me is yours to keep and I will give you more,
At night I want to be with you more than before because you’re the one I adore,
With one kiss all of my dreams came true when I received that love kiss from you,
No man felt as good as me as I drove my fifty-nine Ford down our hometown avenue,
With you at my side I was the King of Borger and I have remained that way so long,
Patti, I love you so much that when I am weak only you can make me feel strong,
I am so in love with my little hometown girl, I ask you my angel, be mine tonight,
Come lay at my side my beautiful little girl so we can make love into the night,
You and me together is how it has been for nearly fifty years and I want even more,
I’ve dreamed of you every night, I swear it’s true, I love you more today than before,
Teardrops fall as I think of your love given me; I’m grateful more than you will know,
Each night a kiss ignites my soul, with but a kiss my Valentine love will start to flow.
By Pat, for Patti.
For you my beautiful little girl, will you be my Valentine? I love you so.
Each Moment of Magic
Each moment of magic in my life has seen a shooting star go by,
Or are they messages from heaven that fall through our night sky?
Subliminal thoughts that enter our mind brought from Angels above,
Is there one heavenly angel with special title as the Angel of Love?
From high upon a mountain top I thought of you in a land far away,
I saw stars that seemed to dance as Angels would if they were at play,
Did words settle into my mind that were placed as the stars flew by,
Or are angels seen as falling stars as they fly through our earthly sky?
I’ve asked this question in rhyme once before without thoughts of this,
Perhaps it was the time I wondered why an angel would give me a kiss,
Sometimes it has looked as if the sky was sparkling like a magic wheel,
Each time I saw those stars the magic of loving you became more real,
Sweet words of loving you embraced my lonely heart as well as my mind,
Memories of a question asked seemed to prove that love is truly blind,
“Promise” is what you’ve asked of me when asked if I would return,
Words that must have been placed by an angel for love I didn’t earn,
Asking that of me three times must mean such magic came from on high,
Once was when I had to go off to war and you brought tears to my eye,
Next was under a November sky when upon my return I again went away,
And last was upon my return when after vacation I promised I would stay,
Yes, Angels are seen as falling stars as they leave heaven to enter our sky,
Not everyone is seen as such for a disguise must be clever to escape our eye,
You are my angel and though denied by you I know you came from the blue,
Miracles and an Angel’s kiss must come from heaven for me to be loved by you.
The end, by Pat. For Patti. I love you my sweet little angel.
44th Anniversary Poem
If my heart was a shell sitting on a shelf and you placed it to your ear,
Perhaps you’d hear an ocean that kept me from you for over a year,
More likely than the ocean you’d hear me whisper words soft but clear,
They’d be the words of a lifetime of love to say happy anniversary dear,
Words of beautiful rhyme I’ve placed upon this pad for only you,
I remember words I wrote long ago so afraid you didn’t feel it too,
Touch me not if love has no place within thy precious fingertips,
Yet, your eyes reveal my hopes of love as I near your ambrosian lips,
Oh my! To my eyes you were the fairest of maidens I had known,
How many times did I write sweet words that were never shown?
It must be a thousand or more until I again landed upon our shore,
The kiss that launched a thousand ships pales to the kiss I adore,
It must have been Cupid’s bow that lit within my vacant heart,
From that first magical kiss was born a love that will never depart,
Lava that erupts from mountain tops would need to flow evermore,
To match the heat of my love, a flame so intense it melts earth’s core,
Unicorn horns are so rare indeed they must be created by magic wand,
If rare itself were to become rare it would pale compared to our bond,
Look to the stars at heaven’s brim to view our place in the far beyond,
View heaven from my eyes to see my angel and feel my heart respond,
I can’t explain what I don’t know yet I try to say so with little words I say,
I speak of sunshine brought by a smile and bright eyes each wonderful day,
To gaze into your eyes touches my soul and brings emotions in flow,
Your hands hold the sensations I seek but from your touch I’m set aglow,
Eyes closed with heart open wide I find your love each day as for so very long,
Each day I seek more love than I felt yesterday in my never ending love song,
True it is, I feel the songs of heaven’s choirs backed with harps and violin in tune,
Each time I kiss your lips and admire your breasts beneath another full moon,
Let trumpets blare with beautiful notes departing heaven’s floor of love dance,
With harps and angel’s words in sync I remember the first time I took a chance,
Returned to me beyond my dreams came light from fate’s tower guiding my life,
From angel’s lips came such need to survive, all this in life, from my angel wife.
The end, November 7, 2014. 44 years of wonder and joy, happiness beyond
my wildest dreams. I love you Patti, by Pat. For Patti.
When Angels Pray and Love
How can it be that I’ve been submerged in this cloud for so very long?
The emptiness of pain’s ability to subtract from life’s reality is strong,
How many seasons have passed since I succumbed to my inability to fight?
The strongest man alive I know is me; I know this thought process is right,
Angels gathered at my bed and challenged the evils of drugs and pain,
One night with relentless aggressiveness the lead angel said in God’s name,
No longer will you control the man I love, we will find a way to press on,
Holding my hand she prayed as she did long ago when she feared I was gone,
Don’t challenge the reality of love’s ability to cure and bring courage home,
The tears of enormous regret of sins against this angel became known,
How could I? What is wrong with a man when so much love is there for him?
Still she prays over and holds me ever so tight noticing arms frightfully thin,
Visions of nights alone won’t allow her to lie down without him there,
Through the night angels pray and she listens to every breath of his air,
Making sure he continues to struggle and battle as he has been known to do,
He lies with an angel as he has done for over forty years his miracle is due,
“Don’t hold yourself in such low regard,” she whispers lovingly to him,
Though you are too weak to move, your mind will find a way to begin,
Together you will walk the halls of torture and rebirth tethered to me,
It is so sad to me that this angel is so hidden for the world to see,
What she is, is the angel of my rebirth and my destined climb to success,
She thinks she needs me knowing otherwise I’ve never told her I confess,
Take me home wrapped within golden wings of this beautiful creature of paradise,
Let me lay down once more within her hold that I may whisper love likewise,
To lay with an angel I have vowed to fight and survive this hellish fight,
Wings of gold will take me home to lay down with my angel another night,
The holy water sprinkled from her hand empowers my soul and heart again,
Strength of her love and faith tell me with this angel near I am sure to win.
The end. Dedicated to Patti King. The angel of my life. I am proudly her husband.
Heart of the Angel
“Roses are red and violets are blue,” no other poems begin like this,
When I think of red roses it’s the same red as the lips that I kiss,
Guitars strung softly with violins filling the air with heaven’s resound,
I waltz with my love upon marble laid floors as we spin round ‘n’ round,
Let me forever remain in the arms of this beauty I hold,
Did you know the heart of this angel is made of pure gold?
When the songbirds awaken the world with a song so old,
She awakens to the world with so much beauty to behold,
Her precious love if known would be sought by all seeking amour,
It is this precious treasure that I continue to fight and live for,
If tomorrow should let word of such treasure be known,
Suitors from all lands would soon arrive with desire shown,
The enlightenment of emotions brought by her passions flow,
Brings sensations of heart and mind not many men know,
Wars have been fought, I have no doubt, for such as she is,
Fortunes would be spent by billionaires just to say she is his,
“Roses are red and violets are blue,” no other poems are written like this,
When I think of red roses it’s the same red as the lips I used to miss,
I am a captive of her love of which I fear escape may someday come,
Behind a guarded door I once prayed to be forever with my loved one,
Tomorrows bring today’s existence which means everything,
It’s a new beginning each day when the songbirds start to sing,
Most important is today’s actions in everything that I do,
Days of importance to me are spent showing my love to you,
May I forever waltz in your arms or just lay holding you?
She could have riches from famed suitors yet holds my love true,
As she gazes across the memories of her mind she finds me,
I am still marveled at what the eyes of loved angels see,
Let violins play soft and sweet while I whisper love to you,
As time moves the horizon I love to watch the sky turn blue,
Mostly I love mornings because I love watching joy in you,
Someday I pray I do things that bring morning joy to you, too,
Though I may lie in your arms at night, my heart waltzes with you,
Deep inside plays hidden music with cellos, violins and harps, too,
My heart dances anytime I am near the angel of my dreams,
Only seasoned lovers can understand our shared love streams,
“Roses are red and violets are blue,” yet no other poem ends like this,
The red of your lips and your hazel eyes I so desperately did miss,
So many lonely moments passed so long ago to become the past,
Let us dance with arms laced tight into a memory that will forever last,
I hold precious treasures in my arms when I hold you tight,
I am the suitor chosen to waltz with you long into time’s night,
Forever into time as the sand continually pours through,
This man will be eternally wealthy with love from and for you.
A Burden Upon My Angel
I wonder when two loves each other like we do,
Are we chosen or are we just the very lucky few,
Within my veins the love I carry flows each day,
It’s a pity that so much of my blood bleeds away,
A burden has been placed upon an angel loving me,
In God’s design I wonder how such a burden can be,
Perhaps it’s her test to get into heaven this way,
How can it be fair when she brings brightness today,
Her burden is my blessing in this cycle of life and time,
Does there have to be darkness so we can see the shine,
It’s true so true that without the night the sun can’t be,
Darkness is the reality and the light comes artificially,
In this reckoning of my mind balance is easily found,
There must be square somewhere for there to be round,
Prayer is the anomaly given from man’s faltering heart,
Most often it requires torment for the needy to start,
Someday I pray to find the same beauty as in her mind,
If such could be seen I know it would be an incredible find,
No doubt heaven’s rainbows with gardenias perfume,
Would permeate the air bringing loving thoughts to bloom,
Peace for the worried with torment riding hard inside,
Inside her heart love for the unwanted does truly reside,
A beautiful dream is hers and it is mine by being near,
If I am harried beyond my ability to think crystal clear,
An angel of easy loving touches my mind in a beautiful way,
Such a work of God’s genius she finds sunshine every day,
Blessings from heaven are to be seen in the joy in her eyes,
When I’m sad laughter of children’s unhindered hearts will arise,
Heaven is my joy if only I will forget the burdens inside,
I just need to look into the eyes of my sweet Texas bride,
My pains and torment may be many compared to other men,
But in trying times I just look to my side for the joy to begin,
I’ve been rewarded to have the wings of an angel carrying me,
When I find darkness she brightens my day so I can see,
Deep in my heart I have an angel’s mark saying I belong to her,
When asked if angels are truly God’s creatures I must concur,
Seeing is believing and I have seen the darkness become bright,
In the darkest of times this heavenly angel pulled me to the light,
Seeing is believing if evidence is needed when angels are near,
In time that is remaining I pray my Texas angel is always here.
End
Honored Husband
My heart, so worn, has been to the world’s extremes,
No matter the fall, your love builds upon my esteem,
I can’t state the maximum affect from loving you,
To place my blood in escape would be an honor to do,
Defending your life and fall would be my greatest task,
Know love, this is not something an angel would ask,
Never have I turned my back on you to not see,
No matter the action if in danger there I would be,
In the darkness of a club one night I put my life there,
Five men fell as you know, for my life I didn’t care,
Safely from the fray you escaped while I disarmed he,
I don’t raise the past for glory just that you see me,
Lay the blame on love; I don’t feel I do enough for you,
I remind you that if necessary I would follow through,
Bless the hearts of warring men with valor in heart,
Courage is hard to find so that bravery may start,
Yet with no courage or bravery in heart love would do,
Loving a woman with everything such as I love you,
Will create the action in defense of her life if needed,
He would do so no matter how his loved one pleaded,
My heart, so worn has the love to follow through for you,
In your defense of life there is nothing I wouldn’t do,
A promise made is only words until actions prove it to be,
There’s too much to say in verse, I just need you to see,
The seeds of life once dwelled within our beings to create,
That need gone forces hearts to adjust and to relate,
Prosperity in marriage is consistent with love and faith,
Reciprocal feelings of love are easier in our actions to state,
To lie dying with your hand upon my face would be honorable,
The truest act of love a man can give although it would be horrible,
Exhaustion of pain has gotten in the way of showing love to you,
Lost in the space where a man escapes pain is easy to do,
I am broken, I know, yet you give reason to overcome the hardships,
Sometimes it’s so simple such as a soft kiss from your lips,
My life is so filled with honor but not for anything I have done,
I am honored to be the husband of my longtime dreamed one.
End
Words Fly
The words fly through my mind, yet I can’t grasp the correct one,
If I can’t find the perfect words the poem for you won’t get done,
Love has grown within my heart for so long, how can it be told,
The story of loving you must be of treasures like silver and gold,
Angels from heaven with hair over shoulders of tender grace,
Draped in silken fabrics treasured by kings and trimmed in lace,
The pathway for such heavenly angels should they choose to walk,
Has aromatic roses along with blooming flowers trimming a boardwalk,
My mind holds this place for you as you are the truest angel known,
Known, of course, as known within my heart where my love is shown,
Am I surprised? Oh yes, I am so surprised my life has been so great,
Without you at my side I believe I would be known by name as “the late,”
As I whisper softly in the morning I will try to stay close within your ear,
Holding you tightly in the morning helps my heart overcome hidden fear,
Hear me, sweet angel, the words I whisper say my love will forever grow,
How much more can this old heart of mine love? Only the heavens know,
The power hidden there will propel me through the rigors I must endure,
With you at my side just the tenderness of your hand makes me sure,
Forever let the bridge of love be journeyed by two elders, me and you,
She leads the stooped man with too many burdens for a man to accrue,
He should be in misery of frame and mind, yet his eyes shine so bright,
No matter the pain or burden of day he knows he will hold her that night,
The most beautiful sound he knows is the beating of her angel heart,
The truth of her heart is known with words she spoke, “I shall never part,”
Each day they take a journey that only hearts of love can know,
Every night a kiss invigorates their bodies for their youth to show,
In a valley of dreams and kisses they make love as they’ve done before,
Journeys of heart can take place in just a trip to the corner store,
Though surrounded by the world, they go where only they have gone before,
They hold each other tight then with a whisper and a kiss it happens once more,
The birds sing songs of love and live in the pine trees that grow nearby,
Flowers of species unknown bring sweet aroma and nearly touch the sky,
Green grasses please the eyes as do the sounds of the creek please the ear,
But what pleases me most is to be sitting next to my white-haired dear,
Assist me, my angel, that I may lay in your arms so tender once more,
Though time may be short at ninety, just a little more is what I pray for.
End
Crown of a King and Queen
A walking fool once lived so void of the depths of love,
A crown of indignation upon his head he was absent of,
Someone to awaken his one-track mind to his real desire,
He had to realize he also filled her tender heart with fire,
So hard to remove because he’d worn it far too long,
Younger and more insightful she knew where they belong,
Her name had been carved in his heart for her before,
In his bedroom his thoughts of her came more and more,
Please, he’d pray to those above he hoped would hear,
Faith was still questioned until he knew trembling fear,
An eventful day of kisses can bring a man’s heart down,
The strength of a warrior so reduced he lost the crown,
One eventful day of which she had dreamed for so long,
Enlightenment of what true love means is more than a song,
She snuffed it out with one kiss the disdain he carried inside,
Now filled with her love and his own pounding heart he cried,
So alone and far away the love from her carried him through,
The pain of death so close yet the undying love inside for you,
You still wanted me after so much time and all I’d been through,
The crown of a king and queen are now worn by me and you.
End