Weep not my dear friend so burdened with worry of her,

True it seems only yesterday that your heart did so stir,

As I confer with we two in reflections of myself yet to be,

Brought from a place where you dwell that you may see,

Please bring near dear angel so I may see her once more,

No doubt I will be lifted high above the pains from before,

Will mankind find peace to be of ease since never known,

I will so pray as military leaders have a need to be shown,

Victories of the heart are unbalanced if love’s not shared,

The dimension of selfish men has expired to be compared,

Never known by me this place of victorious men in love,

How comes this joy worn victorious in love and things of,

My heart returns to worry for her as my mind finds despair,

True it is that an understanding of love makes men care,

Before changes of heart came to be within me I ran away,

It towers above me the love I feel for her even more today,

I ran hard to avoid removal of said love as I want her near,

Near always it should be said in case I haven’t been clear,

I’ve known from the start that a spot empty remains open,

From my heart it’s said today “I love you” will be spoken,

From this moment forward the world shall rightly know,

As I bask in the thought of being loved by her I’m aglow,

I am where I belong and forever my life will be loving her,

Each day henceforth I’ll fall in love anew with love to offer.

The end, by Pat for Patti.

I love you.

Echoes occur within my mind occurring to light the past,

So many thoughts to be unearthed from the shadow cast,

Dwelling unseen in places of the mind until at last a need,

Pain occurred with my heart until I feared it would bleed,

Echoes of falling teardrops although quiet can seem loud,

Am I the only to feel such, even though amongst a crowd,

Non experienced souls in love often felled by broken heart,

We two souls bound by love knew true love from the start,

Plentiful are these echoes as if a multiplication command,

Soon thoughts of you flood my mind, over a hundred grand,

Your beautiful self creates lust within me, it’s so very strong,

Control of my sexual self is mine no more as if I don’t belong,

Reflections in the mirror are me with no explanation of you,

My heart feels the echoes of your heart as it beats so true,

Outstretched arms of a beautiful entity entice me to enter,

I cry as I must leave once more as forced by non dissenter,

Echoes born of brick walls bounce my heart’s sound about,

A heart’s beat carrying love resounds of love without doubt,

Lonely echoes created by desperate love are painful indeed,

Our union of love has echoed finality without further need,

You rest upon my chest as my arms hold your essence secure,

Our love has flowed across times peaks in ranges tall and sure,

An echo of love from each heart carries strength of conviction,

Spoken words of love that echo are simply true love’s reflection.

The end.

For Patti by Pat.

I love you my gorgeous angel.

Sometimes I wonder why one would harm someone twice again,

I’ve journeyed unseen dimensions of the spirit, heart, and men,

Pain inflicted by the heart is more unbearable than physical pain,

Hate is a crime of the soul that inflicts onto the soul a dark stain,

I have wept of these things as a deep sadness for mankind came,

My heart savagely pierced by those that rejoiced in a painful game,

Loneliness was a heavy burden placed upon a young man so alone,

A year with no letters from home as combat created a death zone,

To stare into the eyes of a combatant whose rage wants you dead,

Is to enter a zone of fear as I realized a desperation to leave instead,

I cried alone on missions so deep a soldier’s existence is fully denied,

The greatest fear I’ve ever faced is a fear her heart is now occupied,

To abruptly feel void of an angels love is a powerful poison of heart,

So burdened yet destined to endure more as protestors chants start,

The flying Navy hospital burdened with men absent limbs and parts,

To touch the U.S. soil of our country is when a soldiers healing starts,

The burden of emptiness is the heaviest yet as her love now feels gone,

Sixteen months returned home a weary man without a desire to go on,

No boy getting older nor young man has come home to family or friend,

Beaten and abused by citizens for accepting the draft letter they send,

Aged, worn, and expecting a crowd as we return but no ride is there,

As I return to my hometown we parked outside her house and I stare,

Perhaps as I cry and sob I will feel her energy pulse through my soul,

The AM is midpoint as I ride the few blocks home to find my new role,

My heart is in anguish as the unknown has tortured my person through,

If she was near I would say “as I’ve said many times before, I love you”,

“What’s happened to you Patti?” Are you in the arms of someone new?

I’ve been tortured by an enemy so brutal torture of men is all they do,

Pain so intense my spirit took flight as separation from my body began,

The pain I endured pales compared to the shattered heart of this man,

If only she could but touch my chest with assurance of love still there,

Rejuvenation of my being would take place to know she may still care,

I’ve written lines of poetry expressly for you my beautiful angel of life,

I have a desperate need of conveying love before you became my wife,

How many men would drive seven hours for a date and again home,

Any price paid is worth the price to be near you as our love has shown,

The pain endured created a discharge home so it was worth price,

Still I give thanks for that event returning me home to you was nice,

As time diminishes from pathways of life, romance, and loving you,

I pray for more time of life because loving you is the best thing I do,

My heart is conjoined of you as motions of your self make me stare,

So beautiful with every ounce of your being no other can compare,

To make love to you is selfish if known, that such pleasure is mine,

To make love with you is to share of our love as if a rare fine wine,

Know I’m sorry if lust appears a reason of my desired lovemaking,

Not meaning to be greedy but it takes time to love your everything,

I love you so, I feel a need to express said love with remaining time,

Please be patient with me as I try to explain my love with a rhyme.

The end, by Pat for Patti.

I love you

I love to hold you tight after I pull you into my waiting arms,

Near to you I vowed my life to shield you from life’s harms,

To succumb is to lose resistance but to you I shan’t resist,

Of you poor thoughts will never be without a tragic assist,

Your flesh is of Heaven’s beings so tender and tantalizing,

My body awakens when touched by you to be so satisfying,

Place your hand into mine as we near the crossroad home,

This man’s life is given protection from creatures that roam,

My heart would be torn from my chest if disaster was to be,

Life began as through a window I crawled finding joy for me,

A human fleshed angel stood near though human still angelic,

If said angel should pass from age does she become a relic?

Miracles of life are always close when love angels are nearby,

Wings of angels lift me high beyond what is seen in the sky,

Place please a tender kiss upon my aged face before I’m gone,

The soft flesh within your lips is beyond special to turn me on,

Hold me close I beg of you please pull me near to your heart,

Time has slowed my motion but still my emotions quickly start,

Deep kisses with tongue’s embrace set my hormones to dance,

Erections of love given me have traits of iron without taken chance,

At night I’ve longed for you and remembered our embraces of love,

Many years ago I desperately prayed to our Lord in Heaven above,

Praying for your love with a chance you were still in wait for me,

Each dream or memory of loving you are still felt as if heavenly.

The end. For Patti by Pat. I love you!

Each day my mind wanders to explore the wonder of you,

I admire you as a woman and for the little things you do,

The joy of loving is known more to me than others I know,

Perhaps it is that you love me more or that I love you so,

I think of how it feels to touch you or is it sensations I feel,

The greatest sensation I could know is of your sex appeal,

You are sensational as a lover or should I say you’re great,

Perhaps more so said to others is how the words do relate,

As your lips come close to mine I feel a fire igniting inside,

Before our lips spark, fore contact I feel electrical collide,

A snapping sound of electrical arc is felt along with heard,

Isn’t it odd the sound of electrical or is it said to be absurd,

I truly like how you make me feel when I feel loin blood flow,

Blood of loin moving to excite is a sensation we both know,

I must say in true belief that I know it more than others do,

Thought given to process will prove it’s because I love you,

Today I feel my keg is full since completion did not occur,

Halt came quite suddenly last night to be more of a blur,

Thus my pistol remains quite full and said too its cocked,

The sensation of sexual exclamation was sadly blocked,

Perhaps said relief will come to be when you arrive home,

A kiss to such parts will expel full loins of my chromosome,

Then a sensation of sexual satisfaction will be the known,

It could then be said it occurred when our love was shown.

The end, by Pat for Patti

I love you