It takes but a moment to fall in love for life,

I once fell in love when I met my future wife,

Her beauty took away my breath and air,

So taken back by such I could only stare,

Her smile filled my heart with immediate joy,

She made me feel as if I was a young boy,

So soft was her voice in a cute childish way,

I would listen to everything she had to say,

She’s an angel in so many ways each day,

But her halo slips when it comes to sex play,

She sets my body afire with just a kiss or two,

Fun with her always ends with “the time flew”,

At age eighteen I made a personal vow,

That I would win her heart’s love somehow,

I fell in love for the only time of my life,

I would do anything to make her my wife,

Falling in love was so very easy to do,

Was it possible she would find love too?

I feared she would but it not be me,

With but a kiss, I knew love was to be,

I have given my life and she has too,

For over fifty years I’ve loved her true,

And she loves me as everyone can see,

Until the end of time my love will be.

The end. By Pat for Patti

Some are allowed to kneel at heaven’s gate praying for entry,

While others are turned away by an angel in form of a sentry,

Gifts from God are often given to those of undeserving soul,

For me entry to Heaven came in to the on the day wedding bells toll,

My heart once leapt past acquaintance time into love’s realm,

I fell in love only once but it came with enough force to overwhelm,

To love another at first sight was more an awakening than a fall,

I realized you were in my love dreams as far back as I could recall,

Some dreams were of a beautiful angel with flowing dark hair,

You were the angel of my dreams atop a long winding wood stair,

Wood finish was by angel’s touch to show grain in heaven’s light,

My rose bouquet of heavenly red matched your lips to our delight,

That ceremony five decades ago gave entry through heaven’s gate,

I believe each sensation of love that enters our being is how we relate,

A minute with you is no doubt a gift from Heaven that grows by day,

To see you play with children brings me joy each time along the way,

Walking through paradise with you has removed burdens of health,

Sensations given of your kiss bring me the riches of emotional wealth,

To be infused with love each day through physical or mental touch,

Is truly a gift from heaven if only because you love me so very much.

The end. To Patti from Pat.

I love you my little angel.

I’ve chased the hands of time too many times it seems,

Was it a chase or was I trying to outrun vicious war dreams?

One for the loser it’s said and two loves forever holding hands,

I was to be the loser but I wisely did as true love commands,

I heard the hands click and clock with each jerking move,

Too loud to heed when flee isn’t understood as to remove,

What sound was it I heard as sleep deprivation came again,

Perhaps aliens walk my room to borrow my war skills to win,

I’ve floated in absence of flesh to penetrate dense mass,

The vibrating molecules allow penetration of seen glass,

Q cycles of moving molecules weave within to move through,

A weapon I’ve drawn from within is to kill with methods new,

Used as the old west cowboy draws a six shooter to kill,

So too my gun is drawn but today it exits my mind by will,

The time bandit is our machine of travel to planets beyond,

Time is reversed to encapsulate time used in a time bond,

Speeding beyond light speed creates a penetrating stream,

History reverses to become future events as if in a dream,

Youth of old penetrates who I became to be reversed in full,

Again I’m a fleet young man but with aged wisdom as a tool,

The tasks I’m given create questions of existence if shot,

Do the time masters reverse the event to return my spot?

Weapons blast is felt as it penetrates every cell and nerves,

This event eliminated who I was yet my energy still serves,

Am I now spirit of man on a foreign planet to exist alone?

As quickly as the warring alien removed flesh off the known,

Morning has brought sunshine to real eyes within my head,

Does this mean I survived space combat and I’m not dead,

Was it a time realm dream or dimensional travel within time,

Did I return to my youthful readiness as trained in my prime,

Or was it but a dream and I’ve returned to her to know love,

From her I’ve learned to give of me to receive love I dream of,

Because of her my heart received more love than I ever earned,

I cried in anguish as departing her love, my heart so yearned,

So broken and so very alone in that cell of concrete and steel,

A photograph of her kept hidden inside me kept her love real,

The machines used to push me through past and future time,

I just now realized within my mind as I’m writing this rhyme,

Did German scientists create those things so very long ago,

Was it information I gathered that was propelling me to go,

Loving her has propelled me through time so fast barriers fell,

Good times quickly fly by hard times that stretch time so well,

To endure longer or so it seems when alone or guilt of wrong,

A kiss of an angel gave me the will to return to where I belong.

The end. By Pat for Patti

I’ve cried for angels to guide my soul when I felt so lost,

For the saints of my namesake to warm me from the frost,

Sometimes I’m so unsure if I’m to be delivered home to you,

Have I been forever cast aside by Heaven’s gatekeepers too?

I weep for sins of these warring hands that are my own,

Saints of warriors lost I implore your saving hand be shown,

The emptiness of night leaves me without embrace real or thought,

Do I walk into battle with weapons drawn or should it not be fought?

One thought after the other reach my lips to form a prayer,

Sweet Lord of Mercy I plead that I will survive this combat scare,

Each moment of extreme fear brings a vision of her smile to my eyes,

It’s an eternity since I fired my weapon in the horrid hope my enemy dies,

I’ve prayed prayers with the saddest intentions of man’s heart,

To pray that death finds another seems a worse sin in whole or part,

I’m haunted now and forever will be since prayers allowed my return,

Each enemy dead wasn’t my mine yet it’s our way for ribbons we earn,

No doubt love brought me home as I too prayed for her,

Am I watched over still or have my sins of war left little to offer,

Perhaps the bad health is a manifestation of my past I must endure,

A hundred years will not be enough to cleanse this man and leave pure,

I cry too for my angel as she carries a burden of whom she married,

Why is she punished too I’ve cried, I realize the burdens she’s carried,

I’ve walked with an angel for so long perhaps triumphant horns may blow,

If salvation should come I have no doubt it will result from the angel I know,

I cry to the angels aloud each night to guide me through,

Tears will silently flow as nightmares of war sins continue,

Weakness has overtaken my frame but I pray to again be strong,

I must be where my angel of night is at rest, for with her, I do belong.

The end, by Pat. First four verses written in 1969.

Let yourself rest my angel, let your head slumber upon my chest,

I will be there for you eternally, to give protection while you rest,

The flesh shield of essence is encased of love that will soon be,

Future love is treasured to be when seeds of past growth we see,

Allow me to hold you near oh beautiful angel of my lifetime dream,

In a dream you came to me as a blessing of love from the Supreme,

I became a better man when we exchanged our vows of true love,

I’m earnest in every word I speak to you of love and blessings of,

As morning light penetrates the dark to bring God’s blessing of light,

If thought is given to life and galaxies, it becomes a miraculous sight,

For me to be so taken by your every word said, be it sexy or otherwise,

It’s that every word you speak fills a void within me, I’ve come to realize,

It’s not the substance of what’s said but the absence if you’re not here,

And that’s why I treasure every spoken word from you that I may hear,

For it’s the privilege of a lifetime to have but one such day let alone all,

These words don’t carry strength yet I will deliver I love you before I fall,

The sadness of departure brings such pain to bear that tears are in flow,

Such thoughts feel so painful that I must depart such thoughts I know,

Instead I’ll pray for twenty years plus that I may kiss and love you more,

Lay your head upon my chest and I’ll whisper love words to explore.

The end, by Pat for Patti.

I love you!