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“For a moment I linger in sound deficit, As the beat of my heart recalls of her, Her the Princess the beauty of my spoliate, What can it be that has turned my soul to loam? As once we enjoyed the days on our archipelago, My dear love my everything it’s as I no longer abound, In the memory of thee the nights of us embrace me, Now become cold and frigid as if we never embrace, All the stars we had stolen in our love nights, Echoing passionate love off the lucid rocks, Stars that awed above as our souls gambol, Our souls meld expressed pleasure among stars, Thy saintly lays are tuneless now for as you are, The one that suffused my heart and maligned its way, I now gleam that traveled world whose margin faded The face of dawn from twilight glows doubts ahead, Shudders in this soul of mine even yet art wherethro, That was once drunk with delight of having you near, Come tear my heart from out my chest and be done, This wisdom has now struck my laden cognizance, By Andrew Guzaldo 09/24/2018 ©
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
”LADEN COGNIZANCE”
“For a moment I linger in sound deficit, As the beat of my heart recalls of her, Her the Princess the beauty of my spoliate, What can it be that has turned my soul to loam? As once we enjoyed the days on our archipelago, My dear love my everything it’s as I no longer abound, In the memory of thee the nights of us embrace me, Now become cold and frigid as if we never embrace, All the stars we had stolen in our love nights, Echoing passionate love off the lucid rocks, Stars that awed above as our souls gambol, Our souls meld expressed pleasure among stars, Thy saintly lays are tuneless now for as you are, The one that suffused my heart and maligned its way, I now gleam that traveled world whose margin faded The face of dawn from twilight glows doubts ahead, Shudders in this soul of mine even yet art wherethro, That was once drunk with delight of having you near, Come tear my heart from out my chest and be done, This wisdom has now struck my laden cognizance, By Andrew Guzaldo 09/24/2018 ©
By Andrew Guzaldo 09/24/2018 © Poem#125
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
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