May the penumbra of your green eyes ogling gently,
You have left me with this secret in my soul,
May I recount to you an image of you before me?
Jollity as of a magnificent art painting of innocence,

There you were susurrated in reciting a canticle,
Acute feelings in my heart as the respite end,
As you spoke the words spiraled over your tongue,
Radiates over your lips I am laced in your rapture,

Your eyes are my guide to stay always by your side,
This love will never be replaced I’m born to love you,
I shall pirouette a tale for you of star studded loves,
I suspire for you my love for you is perpetually yours,

My love for you I have found your smile is my light,
Wreathed like a web of intensely yearning desire,
As warm as the west winds blow with sunsets heat,
Blossomed in canticles as it breaks into an eruption,

As we cling closer before a festive ligature of flames,
Inebriated with our own artistic designs of pure love,
I embark as a sail into virtuous commonage of our desires,
I shall commune to you in all silence in all passion,

Luminously bright and pure as a star lit night,
Reticence with halcyon moments of our passions”
                              By AG 05/10 2018 ©

Am I euphoric about the love I once had?
Or am I euphoric regarding the life I’m living?
In this present moment and time I am without,
My life surrounded that of an ocean of sad waves?

Arrant rocks feeling of swimming in the deep,
Blue sea,.
But in the end I am the canticle of the love
Love I had that I may neither have again?

Someday somewhere she may return to me,
The ardor for one woman and one woman alone,
Is this the emotion that one should feel in life?
When you fall in the declivity of fervor,

Oh dear woman of whom I loved and lost,
Hope linked and force merged now despaired.
She came like the morning sun with hope and love,  
Destiny I had so longed for a voyage of docility,


There now sets before me obsidian arid of islets,
This was my destiny and in it was my voyage,
Now left to wonder where my animus furtively is,  
And my longing for you everything sank to the,
Dregs of the abyss”
By AG 05/07/2018 ©

“We yearned for each other in another dialect,
Glancing at words we could hardly read,
But it didn’t matter our ardor was alive,
And as neat as can be amidst each line,  

Boundary of chats were for our eyes only,
Where no one but us could discern,
As on the horizon appears the realm,
Then the simmering shadow procures,
      
Welkin above now along with the ocean wall tide,
As welkin and umbra erupt in the crash,
The brisk aurora erode the crashing blue tide waves,
Now arrives in total darkness as the tide subdues,

As the sea cannot exist without its crackling salts,
Neither can I exist with a breach of your love,
I am like a simple sea shell surrounded by an ocean,
An ocean of your love in silent slender artistic form,

She is the amorous in my spirit and I the gallantry,
Never to be swept away by an imbrued heart”
  By AG 05/01/2018 ©

“I am that of a rugged farmhand quite,
Adept to love cordially,
As that alone of a man and the sea,
Created in the depths of the ocean floor,

Envisioning you brought me to the earth,
Leaping bounds in wonder of the sunlight you bring,
As if on the back of a blackbird disgorged from his beak,
Adjacent the swampy sand shore with crushing waves,

Body of not a dowager but of a celestial woman,
I could survive this if this was not a delusion,
I could utilize my feelings as a weapon to elude her to me,
She will be in my arms I know when the time is right,
The hour of reprisal abates and I know I love this matron,

I will prevail in the elegance of this beautiful deity,
Darkness falling upon us as I thirst for immutable desire,
A silk white obis garb of roses beneath the garment,
Our voices assessing words and then our merriment of fervor,
As the ennui follows joy jaded our eyes vision of Passion”

By AG 04/26/2018  ©

“A Gorgeous deity a beautiful being recently,
Asked if I had any siblings and who were they,  
I told her about my sister that passed,
From dreaded cancer she suffered she was my best friend,  

She said it must have ripped a piece of your heart out,
I continued and said it was three pieces ripped out,
My Mother my Sister and my Father,
I replied I still have a quarter of a heart left,

I use it to help those in need who have broken hearts,
It facilitates the missing parts of my own heart,
I help to give happiness to those in need,
I miss them all very much very soon we will not be apart,
For now they are just a MEMORY AWAY!”
     By A. Guzaldo 04/22/2018

"She absorbed everything within my soul,
Like the ocean plummets a sailing vessel,
Ultimate cursed beacon acquisitions a fire,
As the estuary coalesce in the inclement sea'

Cognizance of her always emanates as if surrounded,
I have been forlorn as the tide crashes upon the reef,
Heart mutilated my enervated spirit limp and distraught,
My face cannot hide the perception of loves deceived,

Like frigid perennials fallen upon my dormant heart,
Now seems as expelled from the beaks of songbirds,
And from celestial thoughts to an abyss of detritus,  
Maybe I may never shine again or love again as once,

How terrible and brief was my desire to her!
I have built a bulwark around my sentiments
How difficult and drunken, how tensed and avid.
Although desires and bulwark aligned my being,
It is but a vellum of a falsehood of my,
Existing Desires”
By AG 20/04/2018 ©

This is not a profession,
It is a seminar of hearts expression,
It is the truth that mends hearts,
Hearts that have been deceived,
As cold flowers rain upon ones heart,
From the beaks of song birds,
The abyss of detritus to Celestial thoughts,
This is POETRY