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Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
“Where have you gone,
Are you just a figment of,
My imagination or were,
You something,

That has been intertwined,
Into the pours of my body,
Into my heart and soul,
Will you come back?

To replenish the pain that,
Is Within me come back,
Into my life as though,
You have never left for,

The thought of you leaves me
In such pain,  
I wish you we had never parted,
At times I can smell the fragrance

Of your skin,
After you've bathed and enter into
Where we rest our heads,
As we snuggle close together,

In our warm inner linings of rest,
In our moments of ecstasy,
The moments of the love,
That we shared PASSIONATELY!”
We are watching the clouds
bandage an incarnadine sky,

we are practicing our best knots,
weaving an army of tourniquets,

we are slow-dancing
barefoot on the edge
of a razor.

We are watching
a demolition derby
in the driving rain,

the smell of motor oil
mixing with gasoline,

the hard melancholy
of dying machines.

We are waltzing from room to room,
smearing our names on the floor,

we are keeping time to slow music,
bleeding out behind closed doors.
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2017
BEWILDERED
I have written the bewildering’s of many,
But today it is I that will share my effete,
As starlight night, makes me feel canny,
To share what has broken my heart apart

Tonight I can write these,
Bewildered words,
To think that I do not have you,
To feel that I have lost you,
To hear and feel the sadness
Of the night,  

My feelings for her shall always,
Remain the same,
In hopes this wasn't I that was at fault,
I long for you now that we are apart,
But as in my mind, and heart you will remain,

My love for you would have brightened,
All your days,
I miss you more than words can say,
It is sad to see, we are so far away,

But please may you
Know I think of you,
Every moment of everyday,
As I go through life BEWILDERED
By A.G. 2017
  Nov 2017 Andrew Guzaldo c
NTR
Would you kindly
hug me tight
with your hands
around my neck?
Would you kindly spend the night
and comfort this nervous wreck?

Could you show me a smile
while you tell me that I'm trash
Could you insult my lifestyle
without even batting an eyelash

Should you care about garbage like me
your tastes must be perverted
Should I be allowed to feel this happy
honestly, I'm uncertain.

I need you to use your claws
to draw out the blood from my skin
I need you to break through the walls
I built to hide my true self within

I need you to split me open and dig inside
to grasp at my heart if you can
I need you to know the thoughts that I hide
and love the person I really am
Andrew Guzaldo c Oct 2017
MEMORIES and DREAMS


Hold tight the memories,
Such heartache that burns,
For the one who wins,
Is the one who remembers?
And learns,
Nurture the moments,

Handle them with care,
For destiny states,
for each heart there's a pair.
Cast off the anger,

And its deep rooted seed,
Remember it was anger,
That caused your heart to bleed,
Snuggle each memory,

A warm blanket held tight,
Bringing you vision,
Guidance = SUNLIGHT.
Push away despair,
Nurture the hope,

So impossible it seems,
But the only way out,
Is to hold fast, to your,
MEMORIES and DREAMS
  Oct 2017 Andrew Guzaldo c
Cné
The surf provides lullabies
as ocean echoes roll.
Too soon, the sunlight glitters
as the dawn turns gray to gold.

I wake and I rub my eyes
beside the sandy beach
My love beside me, languid lips
within an easy reach.

I whisper, sweet good mornings
as your dreams I brush away.
You stretch and yawn, responding to
requests to "come and play".

Lingered memories caress,
of last night's rising moon
with silver waves and ripples,
beyond the dark lagoon.

In shades of colors that mix and smudge
you take your time, no rush
My ******* tingle, at the thought
upon my skin, spreads flush.

In reverie, flutters reminisce,
your wanton body on mine.
Whispered moans in my ear, you ******,
"I'm yours", I hear on rewind.
When last night's... turns into this morning's
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