"When a person is born it's a blessed time,
Albeit a person is in love it's a splendid era,
When that person perishes it is a bereaved era,
Albeit Love of two people expires it's a cataclysm,

Vestige as we used to sit there on the littoral,
As the dusk of the winds would blow the sand,
The sand pursues into your long black hair,
Visage your dark green eyes and a beauty of a smile,

All times I have enjoyed greatly also suffered greatly,
Times you loved me and alone on the shore,
It is an perpetual power that as my utopia,
Is me ichorous of our love moments together,

Afore us lies the port and a skimming ocean liner,  
As we slowly see an alluvion gloom in the darkness,
Legions of souls drudged here in day and night,
Above gusting drifts the rainy constellation of stars,

As we gambol in our fervor of cognizance of love in our
Utopia Ichorous"
By Andrew Guzaldo 08/03/2018  © Posted HP/

"Avail me liberate from my realm of disquietude,
Words of rapture you could do just that,  
May I not beg for that may I not beseech,
Only those words for a while I will be free,

A touch of rapture will achieve dry lament,
Your love supports me to be sinewy,
We will be together regardless of doth wheel,    
Fixation is not love nor is fascination love,  

When you are treated improvidently it is not love,
This is lack of the ingesting the feel of what love is,
When you act to another in benignity and oblation,
This is when love is pure and nobly prodigal,

To this love I will belong noble unquestionably,    
This is when love is indissoluble and unexpurgated,
No heights one can’t reach with true amorousness,
With pure love eloquent other nobly prodigal,
  By A.Guzaldo 07/28/2018 ©

“I have barely left you as you submerge in my mind,  
As I struggle with soothed echoes in my head,
Sea swells lurch over rocky shoreline drops of azure,
Brightness bursts and lugs the pedals of the foam,

Oh deciduous radiance breaking in the froth,
Trembling sail whose effloresce demise retort,
Becoming desultory fragmented brine of the Sea,
Foreordain jaundiced precludes merging of the mind,

My love we have found each other thirsting afore,
As a butterfly ***** nectar from flowers blooming,
She so feeds the nectar from my soul now drunken,
Here enthralled we lope in the brine fused as one,

Knowing the deep nature of water and cosmos,
Conjoined like a substance of the deep blue,
Mangled by our overwhelming of fervor desires,
Absorbed in perpetual sand we bear our souls,
Of our unflinching benignancy”
By A. Guzaldo 07/27/2018 ©

“Littoral of living onto the pelagic is of the lifeless,
Every sea squall dead leaves fall reminding of seasons,  
Ocean dreams between mix utterances of thoughts,
Crossing over where you once started out from,

The cape laid far ahead and high upon it a continent,
The sea waves rose like white columns as it breaks,
Never knowing which way is easy to forget the afore,
Which coast has wavered upon the next victors horizon?

And which one may rise to meet you in the dusk of eve,  
And the days lay are so many dark and unpropitious,
Huge surging blissful waves rising on the blue sea,
The sprays from ocean waves like falling torrent fog,

One’s life on the sea is oh so cold and inauspicious,
And yet some place within the deep my shallow awaits,
Evening now upon the shore and in the fading
Another day bloom and resurrects from the abyss

Sunset as the blackbirds come flying above,
Coruscation of sunset evanesces into the night
of my Archipelago azimuth”
By A. Guzaldo 07/23/2018 ©

“You are a cynosure and I a modest demure man,
I cannot be accordant with the crowd you have,
You a cynosure beauty of elegance and wonders,
A woman of higher standards and I very simplistic,

Can such a person take interest in me what may it be,
Is she mindlessly judging me as an equitable man?
By sweet emotions thoughts reflected as irises burgeon,
From her head to toes I kept on admiring this divinity,

Is her heart for love that like a thorn with no rose?
Or mitotically lovely when in love as seen before all,
She would not be able to conform to me it would be I,
Could my simplistically standards sway her to me,

But why do I blame myself that she took a liking to me,
I imagine her hands touch the earth and the roots dilate,
Sprite knows deep quintessence of water and the earth,
We then conjugate together like an equation of loam”
By A. Guzaldo 07/21/2018 ©

“Reminisce of the warmth of your touch as it was,  
The first time you said you loved me was majestic,
The gyrating words from amid your lips of thee,
As we nurtured our love on the sandy beaches,

I trapped in here now without you as you dispense,
I love your smile as the words whorl over discourse,
Wait for you to come on another day as you digress,
Favored full of stupefy as I was happy to sit in the light,

Youth what we were together will never be for naught,
I recaptured an instance when I was your Knight in armor,
It was as if I had been pulled inundate aboard a dinghy,
I am enshrouded and closed in mizzle of misery,

It has become that I can no longer see the brilliance,
Enshrined inside unable thus far to recognize the pain,
You will take away my fears with a breath of your energy,
The sea rests before me after a gnawing surge afore,  

Churning in deep hollows ever so slowly eroding,
Marred before the tides afore me as the wind blows its sand,
Now malediction are the days that I have waited for thee,
Now the portal of the dwelling of the moor only waits for me,
Under the stars I shall devour the essence of you no longer”
  By A. Guzaldo 07/20/2018 ©

Physique of my lover can I achieve such a naiad,    
Soaked earth with the blackened river aves beneath,
My craving my ardor without end my steadfast love,
Sinuous languid as we ponder close to the shore,

The cups of her ***** as her eyes filled with lack,
Voice withering in a delectation tone of anxiety,
This moment appetences my desirable ecstasies,
It is not your Intellect that has drawn me to thee,

I voraciously long to hear voice your skin your laugh,
But a number of things that have cause me amiss,
It is but all of you my naiad it is your entire being,
This cognizance made me fall deeply in love with thee,  

Things that not said take away from your lucid charm,
The sovereign nose of your deferential silhouette,
This is how you become it makes all seem so alive,
I want to masticate the enduring hue of your core,

Rumbling surge come closer to exasperate my Naiad,
I hope to find her once again along the Sinuous Languid,
By A. Guzaldo 07/16/2018 ©