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I am always inspired by my parent's love story.. Hence, I've written poems about it: "Embers of Love" and "Antiques". I really admire how they stay in love despite their struggles  and all.. :) I love them so much.................................... :)

True Love Sailed Over Seas

TRUE LOVE SAILED OVER SEAS Have I met trouble when I met your ocean eyes for beneath that steady gaze, I reach the highest sky? Slothful moon turned grey, so the stars: tired and pale when I behold your white angelic grace. . . Distant and unfamiliar you may seem, I wasn't afraid to run, run and catch your gleam without a guarantee of us becoming one, still, I pursue to behold you, my woman. I am no Romeo nor you are not Juliet but allow me to prove, I love immaculate... Hundred miles and hundred days we may separate, yonder, seasons change, my heart to you, I dedicate. Overseas, each time the ship reach the shore, immediately like thunder, I trip to the door for me to send my love letter or find a phone excited I am, the opportunity, I don't postpone! Pity at that time, no internet or cellphones yet so the instant a signal peeps, it's you, I first check. My ears blush and so I am in fever love each time our exchange of thoughts began. Then again while we talk, sometimes, the signal fret, or without proper warning our chats end to wreck. Coins gone and so time on shore is done, again I want to dial My sunshine smile not turning to the river Nile... My heart on somersaults when they hand me your letter like a little boy with his favorite toy, I keep it near my chest awhile I am on reversed cardiac arrest, I confess. Winter feeling I have blown and within is a summer weather, ten months or a year in the middle of the sea with only your letters and photo I kiss, I, in jubilee! Years passed, I came home and I search your address, my intentions of wanting to marry you, I will express. Your parents, unsure of me, they probe too much. How many women I touched-- I gone to bed with for am a sailor, they thought to any girl I resort, I was stunned but I remain calm and quiet as I know myself, loyal to you and no one else. I tried to woo them and prove, my only love is you. God must have blessed us-- as their stone heart melt, a year later, my dream of being your husband came true. _____________________________________________________________ ©O. E. Guillermo 07:42 pm, January 19, 2015
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Mcdaid Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 6:47 AM
powerful pen olive just loved the part i love immaculate excellent write pure in beauty bless you dear friend
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
February 7, 2015 at 7:27 AM
thanks much Liam.. :)! I appreciate your drop by to my poems. :)! welcome always!
Callus Avatar
January 25, 2015 at 11:56 AM
I never get fed up reading about this love story, and how finally dreams came true!! Two parents who overcame many difficulties must feel very responsible for the well-being of their daughter; there is deep love for her, even though it might not always be easy to comprehend :) hugs // paul
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
February 7, 2015 at 7:26 AM
thanks much Paul.. :)! and I'll never get tired sharing the love story of my parents. :)! just too inspiring to be kept.. :)!
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January 25, 2015 at 12:22 AM
OLIVE, always pleased to read every entry on any contest list. Congratulations on your HM. Luv ~SKAT~
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
January 25, 2015 at 5:00 AM
thank you Skat.. :)!
Chakrabarty Avatar
January 24, 2015 at 8:51 AM
I am no Romeo nor you are Juliet but allow me to prove, I love immaculate... prodigious Olive. My fav.Love>rajat
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
January 25, 2015 at 5:00 AM
thanks much Rajat.. :) God bless you.. :)!
Fraser Avatar
January 22, 2015 at 1:41 PM
One can feel the Love between your parents through your words Olive. The images I see reading is of pure commitment from a couple so much in love and two hearts destined for each other. From the coins dropping to the knock on your mums parents door, I can hear every sound. What a joy reading this, and what a joy it must be living this. To my favs, so wishing it was me, James :) x :)
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
January 25, 2015 at 4:54 AM
Thanks much James.. :) appreciation with your drop by.. :)! God bless you always.. :)!
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