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Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

Tell me O! morning Sun, tell me
What destiny has providenced for every man?
What meaning too behind the arching mills
Of fate whose noble architect humans are?
What more fate in store?
What more treks to traverse?
What further joys to delight in?
What further sorrows to bear?

When knocks again Eros upon my heart
Is this the ultimate hour for the waiting
For her the lovely woman
Foretold a myriad times in dreams?
Foretold too by well-meaning seers?
She, the sporter of the long flowing hair
A-flashed her sight is beneath my mental screens?
She a wondrous damsel though in pains
Conceiver of my first born scion?

So let it be O! Sun! So be it
I wait no more for this foretold of old
Fulfilled shall be my being in her
Fulfilled more as mount of Light I am
With life a-nurtured as will
She be with me.

[Writ. 25 June 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]

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Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago 

Indeed O! sweetest lady

Sweeter still than honey and wine

Whom Dionysos frenzies for delightfully

With whom all men are enthralled by

You gorgeous sight

You are the soothing wave that massages

My tired heart, tired in searching

For you and no one but you

Come forth!

Bring our foreshadowed fusion

To its marvelous close!

[Writ. 27 May 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]

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Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

Shall we again rendezvous

As the rains and leaves do

To the month of June?

Of what romance are we to partake

When neither of us sees at all

The shadow

Nor hears news and whereabouts

Of one another?

Behold! Walls of time have been built

Between us. The chance of communicating

With one another

Had been buried

In catacombs

Complete with dirges.

[Writ. 27 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila. See also: http://cosmicbuhay.blogspot.com, http://erleargonza.blogspot.com%5D

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Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

Where are you, sweetest lady?

Long had passed since my heart’s Cupid beating

For you was at its zenith.

You are a living ghost that appears

Ceaselessly on the panoramic screen

Of my cognitive antechambers.

Do our thoughts and hears still meet

Betwixt undefined time and spaces

Like blended waves of twin satellites

Long cut off from

Their umbilical cords?

Or am I just churning reveries

Of a love flame long deadened

By oblivion’s deoxidizing waters?

Please tarry not the questioning

Or goner would be my fate.

[Writ. 27 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila. See also: http://cosmicbuhay.blogspot.com, http://erleargonza.blogspot.com%5D

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