Catch me if I fall
Answer me if I call

Love me if I show
Protect me wherever I go

Miss me if I leave
Return a kiss to please

Cheer me if I am sad
Leave me, when I am dead

With you I'd like to live
My life to you, I give

Coz you are the key to my heart
And I am not planning to depart


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How shall I know my love in heaven's sphere?
As she'd have cast her barest essence form,
and hue that once was known, may not appear
nor sight anew in Eden, then conform.

My plea for her, unheard in foreign tongue?
Angelic speech may single none, but all,
and whilst the angel's realm my deeds have done
she'd fuse with higher realm, and heed no call.

Although unseen, her spirit - I have touched;
such depths the bond that death had left as strong,
and onto each of love that made I clutched,
that would eternal love with us belong.

Ah yes! Our love on earth had formed a sun!
And would in haven then, have glowed and won.

Remember me in spring when blossom's blush
and petals flair a - light in morning mists
that'll haze a rainbow hue - of flowered plush
to portrait mine as every bud untwists.

Upon the birding bath as robins splay
the warbling chirp shall voice as tho' from me
for you my sweet, in springtime bloom of may
shall hear the larking flute of my decree.

The dancing leaves shall tap and Ivy's birth
and Snowdrop's bow as daisy eyes unveils
as fragrant, olive air shall scent of mirth
that once were lost, now shrines as spring prevails.

Vernal rebloom shall stream that pulse of mine
then seek that earthly glow, and there I'll shine.

If love were formed and rendered by a God
then dearest lover, blessed have you been
for he, or she, with wand had also ****
and touched upon your cast, a beauty's sheen.

Exquisite works that I so marvel oft
as other Gods, like that whom rules the sun;
had sought to bind such glow, with light aloft,
and nightly moons, into your eyes, have won.

Your love, and God thereof, have greater worth
as love has pierced within and won my mold
residing deep, into my source of mirth,
that if no love, let Gods alike withhold.

As love that truest, must be dreamed above,
there's only one such power; God of love.

I have presumed and wrote, that heaven's guard
would greet and welcome me, when age had won
but if that golden staff would wave me barred,
what fault had I, to just - my soul outdone?

Would my offense be matters scaled with love
for deep into the past's of May; love cried
when angels swept her past the clouds above,
and only Spring this year, had love retried.

Ah, could my newer flame have burned the seers;
for hearted vows, in death could still ordain,
if fallen whispers grieve in angel ears;
that promised - only she, in love would reign.

O' parted love, weep not, that heaven's bless!
Tho' love here changed, means not - our love is less.

Confession, me? Could I repent my time
And weary be, my pupils then to see
far-gone the dreams, beheld and shined my prime
it's all it seems, to rest and die with me.

Invent a past? The silence is the truth
and took at last, my pain where I had asked
goodbye old sun, the veil of haunted youth
the sorrow won, there I am now to cast.

One only song? Another may have sung
that here i'm strong, and here I could belong
to live by means, that spring the hearted young
my heart it cleans, the journey I prolong.

Yet here I lay, to burn in bright of day
I yearned the way, to rise but here I stay.

And I
will sit
outside
your heart's
door, and
wait and
listen and
collect all
of the
broken pieces
of your
dreams
gone by .


and I
will hold
them close
to mine.
and covet
them deep
in the most
purest places
of my soul.
until they
all come
true.

I have come
to know
you in the
star bursts
of your eyes,


and gentle
curl of
your hair,

the easy

parting
of your lips.


and  I find
myself to  
in the daydreams
of you in
my walks,


and feel you
in the
winds that
surround
my face,


and the salt
spray that
reaches up
to me from
the Santa Barbara

sea.
I carry you
everywhere
with me
in the remains
of my days,


and it will
never be
my place
to wonder
why..

I breathe

I think of

you.they

become one

in the same.

(for Patty)


25 years on

but a

moment,


the bonding

and nurturing

of two hearts

as one,


the fitting

and casting

of two

pieces of

clay

in God's

hands,


to form

the perfect

union of

heaven

and earth

in our

souls.


and the

words

"my wife"


I speak in

reverence,

and in

God's ears

I whisper

every night.


"I am not

worthy

to lie by

your side,


or dream

for a

moment

in your

loving eyes..


but I trust

in God's

plan he

will make

me a better

man ..

because one

moment

under the

morning star


he gave

me you.