In the otherworldly terra firma
Of misamis occidental;
Awaiteth mine queen, of all dream's
Saccharine earl Jane, Jehovah's oriental.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

For one kiss
I wouldst die;

For one hug
I wouldst die;

For one touch
I wouldst die;

For one hello
I wouldst die;

For one embrace
I wouldst die;

To seeith her face
I wouldst die;

To take her pain
I wouldst die;

To giveth her love
I wouldst die;

To maketh her laugh
I wouldst die;

To taketh her cut's and glass
I wouldst die;

To maketh her smile
I wouldst die;

To freeith her chain's
I wouldst die;

Again and again
I wouldst die;

For mine earl Jane nagley........

I WOULDST DIE........



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Her eye's.....

Created as if she was born with eyeliner
As God's hand's brush stroked her with
Natural universal lining upon her face.

Daughter of the creator
Messenger;
To the human race.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Grooving cricket's
Mardi gras the copse;
A bedchamber shut
The door's art locked.

ii.

The luster of the moon
Sparkle's her face;
Locking I tightly with her finger's
Her body with mine in place.

iii.

Wall's bodacious, to match her flavor
Raiment she weareth, I sketch on poetry paper;
Though I'm no artist, only a writer
Her look's art an eyeful, I've become her virtuoso, her guider.

iv.

As tis, she's mine muse
Thrice I hadst held her;
She's mine only residence
I seeketh none other shelter.

v.

I shalt die in her arm's
And awake in her psyche;
Because tis I do knoweth
She's where everything's right.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Whilst she sleepeth
She dreameth of me;
Whilst she sleepeth on
The sulu sea.

ii.

The Luzon she meet's
Whilst eye's closed;
I meet her in the circle
Of her tribal expose.

iii.

And we art bare
Connected, none clothe's;
Just garb of angelic yarn
Ourn dermis fused, close.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

KILIG
An explosion of butterfly's;
Whenever I looketh, into earl Jane's eye's.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

For good, or for ill
Shalt I giveth mine life;
For good, or for ill
I shalt giveth to mine wife.
For good, or for ill
Shalt I comfort her woe's;
For good, or for ill
I shalt relax her mind, as poetry flow's.
For good, or for ill
Shalt I giveth her fill;
For good, or for ill
I shalt abode in her field's.
For good, or for ill
As slave, free, or peasant;
For good, or for ill
Tis, her amare I represent.
For good, or for ill
She's mine life's cause;
For good or for ill
We art more than real, as tis us the devil won't stop........



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

I shalt go to a place
A place that is of satefy;
A place of security
And warmth.

O', to this place
A place of different creed;
A place of seraph breed
This place hold's a holy birthing seed.

O', a divine place
With a tan tropical grace;
And on her face
Rest's cupid's and tincture's.

O', poise of all commandment's
Her law's not of men, logged on Asiatic tablet's;
Capricorn of milky way magnet's
Her love's glacé, in me, it's implanted.

O'er the rainbow summit
O'er the plateau cumulus;
O'er her lip's I flyeth
As I dive down into her splended spirit, and taketh a sip..........

Of her soul
And my;
It maketh me whole.....




©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley/Filipino rose dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Fullsome she maketh me, mine fere, mine lair in the onuppan Zion. Betwixt the dust of the belt of Orion, Mine Astronomer gape's the light-year's we shalt trek; The luminosity sparkle's from Sirius, the flake's of shake, disambiguation. We seeith galaxie's, nebula's, a parallel universe standing on it's hind leg's. She spread's her snowy pearly glider's, inviting she is when her flight's on fire; like a comet, blazing the black hole edge's, her cloak smoke's with her Asian hair, that leaveth **** fairy-speck smidgen's. To the sun, O' to the sun, I am warmly wrapped by her embracing spaceship; she taketh me by teleportation, to the kingdom of God, where she doth reside.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

I don't knoweth
Where I wouldst be;
Without mine
Filipino queen.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

I knoweth I'm in love;
Whenever mine Reyna's gone, mine thought's of her never end
I knoweth I'm in love;
When mine queen start's crying, mine soul feeleth as dying death
I knoweth I'm in love;
When I goeth to sayest one word, and mine rose completeth it
I knoweth I'm in love;
Mine eye's art shut, picturing mine lass on the side of mine waist
I knoweth I'm in love;
When it's her eye's I seeketh to look into, to tasteth her taste
I knoweth im in love;
We sing to eachother, turneth on one another, Melodie's in peace
I knoweth I'm in love;
I'll waiteth a thousand, million, billion, quadrillion, forever
I knoweth I'm in love;
She maketh me smile, laugh, happy, dance, do thing's I don't do
I knoweth I'm in love;
She's inspiring, always reminding me, of an amour so true
I knoweth I'm in love;
When I breathe, tis her breathe, every second is best, with her
I knoweth I'm in love;
With her I'm in heaven, the world I do forget, chariot of celestial's
I knoweth I'm in love;
The star's rest on her back, the moon her head, the sun her lip's
I knoweth I'm in love;
She attract's me in all way's, tis she's mine night and day, light
I knoweth I'm in love;
We art one spirit, one abode, one all, one at home
I knoweth im in love;
She alway's forgiveth me, as tis, I alway's forgiveth her
I knoweth were in love;
When she sayest back, " I loveth thee most, I sayest " ME MORE".

I knoweth I'm in love..........



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

A sacrosanct barouche
On the side, a gilded cartouche;
Ourn autograph's written in, with diamonds Jewel's.

ii.

One supernatural horse
To pulleth us on the scene;
Relaxing atmosphere, one queen, and me her king.

iii.

Casting spell's upon eachother
With her voodoo, I drip into her eye's;
I tasteth her sweat, dripping in with mine.

iv.

Candle's awaiteth at home
The night-time dimly lit;
Making amare until the day break, we cuddle into ourn grip's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Earl Jane
The deliverer;
Bringing heaven to earth.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Eight thousand, four hundred and twenty four
Miles away;
I shalt waiteth a million lifetime's
To be in her arm's, tis her I crave.

ii.

Tis, I shan't never get sick of her
She alway's bringeth in the new;
Mine convivial consoler is alway's there
When I'm bleeding, feeling blue.

iii.

I canst surely count on her
Evident is her affection's;
Whence was going astray
Her glow now point's me in right direction.

iv.

So when the old serpent
Creep's his horned visage;
I knoweth mine safety, is with mine Reyna
Sweet Jane, her arm's as pinion's, her spirit from God.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

She is becoming
As she hast ameliorated mine pang's;
Her radiance is chatoyant
She melt's mine thought's, with her dusk black and wet bang's.

ii.

Her bungalow is mine own
Bucolic and historically hidden;
We're passionate in ourn dwelling
The walls brushed with ourn amour', tucked between ceiling's.

iii.

Memorabilia she keepeth
Of her childhood in a small room;
I stareth at her adolescent memory photo's
Thinking God made her on the moon.

iv.

Feeling how blessed I am
With mine Jane, neath her plume's;
Her wing's stretch out, north to south
A defense from demon crew's.

v.

A exemplar to the Almighty architect
The embodiment to all mine livelihood;
She's the road to peace, from west to east
On mine knee's I looketh to her, I kisseth her feet.

For she's mine queen...........



©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Tis
Today is the day;
To post the unknown poet's
Spread their poetry, maketh them a way.

Tis
Now is the hour;
To maketh the shy one's star's
Giveth them the power.

Tis
Today is their day;
The great's, the unseen
Come on h.p, let's fulfilleth these quiet poet's dream's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Twas I, ****** into her eye's
Passed through her brain;
Into her soul
Passing in her heart, into her membrane.

ii.

And I shalt do it over
And repeat again;
And return to her spirit
Wherein the warmth never end's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Off to Fuga island
Next to the pamalican;
Then to Bucas grande
In the turquoise shallow end's.

ii.

Next, the Mactan
Wherein the grain's art caramel tan;
Then to the land of Coran
And Cebu, where the shore meet's the dawn.

iii.

Hiding safely, on Bohol isle
There art tarsier, and thing's of wild;
Diogo islet next, an uninhabitable place
Me and mine Reyna shalt explore it, with tribal paint on face.

iv.

Off, to the great Santa Cruz
Ourn feet, in the pink corraline sand;
Zamboanga City, the southern region
Of this Filipino relic strand..

v.

Whilst next the Sangat
The western part of this expedition;
Whilst doing all this sight-seeing
It shalt be with mine Jane nagley, in earth's natural kitchen.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Lover, mine soulmate
Lover, mine joie de vivre ;
Lover, mine cloud nine
Lover, thy élan vital of time.

Lover, mine morning, and evening bud
Lover, mine living, to thee I'm giving thee love;
Lover, mine muse, mine refuge and rescue
Lover, were fused, made brand new, branded, tattooed.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Cryeth not mine unearthly floret, for thou art good enough
Cryeth not, thine tear's art mine tear's, thine fear is mine fear;
Cryeth not mine pet, thine bijou vision's art met with mine own
Cryeth not holy apostle, thine anguishing jostle's across interweb.

ii.

Frowneth not mine protector, thine room awaiteth me to arrive
Frowneth not O' ethereal ressurector, I'm stuck sweetly in mind;
Frowneth not core of mine existence, thou art mine daily bread
Frowneth not, thine Thorn's art off, now they sit upon mine head.

iii.

Smile mine delicate sweet, I'm begging at thy feet for one laugh
Smile mine elegant treat, I'm more than happy, with thee blessed;
Smile mine earl Jane nagley, soon to taketh mine hand, two ring's
Smile mine dandy, we shalt meet soon, in ourn room, Bell's ding.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

I knoweth
Mine amour is mine soulmate;
When I feeleth at home, she is mine home.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedicated

i.

Tommorrow might not cometh
The night might not showeth;
The reaper might taketh me.

ii.

The star's mayest fail
Mine heart might be impaled;
Clotted crimson mayest cover me.

iii.

The cumulus might bring hail
Mine eye's shalt closeth;
This spirit to be renewed.

iv.

Though in all this pain
Next to me, mine sweetest Jane;
Mine angel of God, mine cherub moon.

v.

So if I do goeth
Dearest amour', alway's knoweth;
Forever I shalt, loveth thou to.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Just wanna say sorry to all mine follower's for not being able to read your work as much as I'd like to!!!  dealing with alot of physical health issues right now so pray you can forgive me, and hoping can read more of your stuff and writing's soon.. Love and miss all of you, please continue writing amazing heaven's. And don't forget, to help your fellow poet out and the unknown poet's who need a good boost... And continue to show love to another poet as you all do... Love you all as the amazing people and poets you are... and thank you all alot for supporting me and helping motivate me in mine writing, especially a big thank you to you earl Jane nagley, for all your love happiness and heaven and joy you have brought me, I'm soo glad I finally got what I've been waiting for soo long now, before mine birth, you mine amour', mine queen and soulmate and best friend all in one, EARL JANE NAGLEY!!!! I LOVE YOU MORE QUEEN!!!!! And for the rest of you thank you for all you do for me and supporting me soo much... You are all extremely amazing soul's alot... Soo know you all have worth and a purpose in this life... As our main purpose is to love another, and you can do that by helping a fellow poet on here when their down and depressed or sick, as mine queen Jane has more than done for me, and all of you have done by supporting me.... Thanks and will read your stuff more soon I pray....
Love your friend brandon Cory nagley...

i.

In thine soul
In thine soul;
I'm whole.

ii.

In thine arm's
In thine arm's;
I shalt rest in thine abode.

iii.

In thine thought's
In thine thought's;
I shalt stay.

iv.

In ourn aisle
In our aisle;
Thy wedding dress shalt sway.

v.

O' heaven
O' beautiful heaven;
Is all I knoweth, with thee.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/wife dedication

i.

A black vested barbarian
From the land of Corinth;
Garbed in snowy himation
Travelling the Filipino drench.

ii.

Twas, I was not use to this land
There's only a dry and wet season;
Mine black snake Boot's
Protected me from venomous poison.

iii.

This ground as mine own
Untamed primal eye's;
They Pierce through the wilderness
Phantom's passeth through thy body, it's their energy as a high.

iv.

Tis I was greeted
By an aboriginal watcher;
I met her mother, who wanted me for her daughter
I Gaveth mineself to this young queen, mind full of wonder.

v.

As tis I hath joined, this clan of beautiful native's
I consecrated mine Reyna's amour', as we became related;
Whilst we danced, around the fire her mother hath built
The Filipino bead's around mine neck read " Jane", meaning self.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

( Brandon)
wilt thou have this woman
to be thy wedded wife,
to live together in the holy bonds of matrimony?

Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health; and forsaking all others, keep thee only unto her so long as ye both shall live?

Me (to mine queen earl Jane nagley) I MORE than DO!!!!

( earl Jane)
wilt thou have this man to be thy wedded husband, to live together in the holy bonds of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health; and forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him so long as ye both shall live?

Jane- ( I MOST definitely DO)

( me putting ring of amour on Jane's hand)
I, Brandon Nagley, take thee,Earl jane, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I pledge thee my faith.

(Jane getting ring from her father putting ring of amour on mine)

I, earl jane, take thee, Brandon Nagley, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I pledge thee my faith.

Forasmuch as, Brandon Nagley and earl jane nagley have consented together in holy wedlock, and have witnessed the same before God and this company, and thereto have pledged their faith each to the other, and have declared the same by joining hands and by giving and receiving rings; I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride......

( me) getting down first before kissing her, I kneel, kissing both her hand's on one knee. and staring in her eye's, ( tear's come down) from all the happiness and joy inside me... I stand up......
( kiss for ten minute's) tears flowing both of our eyes)
Clapping and smile's in the crowd of friend's and family.....

I sing for her..... In front of all, as we dance.......
On that wedding floor,
Until the night end's,
Though we stay up the whole day
Until a day and a half later
We fall asleep into eachother's arm's..
In heaven
In bliss...
Two hand's
In one marriage....
As tis when we waketh up;

Mine queen stareth at me
And sais
" I loveth thee most"
As tis I sayeth back
Me more......



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley/wedding day dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Daily, she summon's me
To her banquet of love;
As tis we shalt announce
A wedding with dove's.

ii.

The ivory creature's
Shalt be released from her Palm's;
I always readeth her hand's
They telleth of the future, and God above.

iii.

Preordained we were
Made for eachother we art;
The celestial recorded ourn name's
Written in the star's.

iv.

As tis, we shalt not part
In life, nor in death;
Whilst the world shalt end
I shalt holdeth her hand's, completed, blessed.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Many have forgotten love, and throw the word around as if some test dumby in a crash car. In true meant to be love... God ordained it long ago; before two Lover's ever meet. Though, yes, he gives us free will to choose who and what we want, he also has preordained us for our "true soulmate's". As before he created all the beauty we see around us, he already mapped out everything to be, before its existence! As tis so many look around, and see the world and us being's as a mistake, or some big mess, though all has order, the plant's, creature's, the star's, the moon, the sun, the planet's all around us, and universe in all completeness. As all has order, all has purpose, whether good, or bad. Yet so many are engulfed by the materialistic pleasure's the world has to offer, and alway's think to ournselves, tommorrow will come, WRONG! Tommorrow shan't always come. Tommorrow doesn't exist. Today does. As heaven and god's kingdom has NO TIME, he's on a different schedule, not man's, he goes by his own law's, not man's...Today we have the choice to love, to give, to forgive, and love another. If family, friend's, soulmate's, no matter the case. Our purpose is to love, as I have found mine soulmate, mine life, and predestined amour', who in all actuality, I've been waiting for, since before birth... When I speak to her I know all is right, all is amazing, as she is; I know she is the home I've been waiting to reside in, as tis she is home to me.......... And when we "me and her" both know when something's wrong with one another, our soul tell's us, as tis God who tell's us when our lover and soulmate is in trouble. And it's even more amazing at that moment you realize even more how much we were meant to be with that lover because when both having trouble's going on our soul and God Whisper's to us " go talk to your queen, or king" because something is wrong, that's a major sign, two of us and two of anyone are meant to be... Free will choice I choose to be with her, and choose to love her and give to her mine life, spirit, love and soul. Though at same time its predestiny. That's the part that blow's mine mind away. Knowing it's already predestined. For the good of God's purpose for us and for him as well...........As I will NOT take for granted ever, mine soulmate, mine freewill lover I choose to be with, and what mine God predestined for me. And honestly, I'd rather have him predestine me her, then anyone else. Because I want noone else. I want mine Jane, mine soulmate, mine home I want to reside. Mine HOME period. One of mine favorite singer's, a new age singer who sound's as from the sixties said it best in his song with his band ( Edward Sharpe and the magnetic zero's), the song called " Home ". His lyric's read............
Home, let me come home, Home is wherever I'm with you.
Home, let me come home, Home is whenever I'm with you.......
As its more then true... When we can feel at home with someone, and know that soulmate is our home " as mine Jane is", and we know when something's wrong with the other person. Because God and our soul tell's us, it's even more a sign, saying "HELLO" you two are meant to be, and I shant never, NEVER, take that love for granted. As I'm more than happy, and blessed. As tis so many forget their blessing's of their soulmate's, and take for granted even waking up!!! Though I am blessed and shalt never forget that.... and love is about working on it daily... Even though we don't have to try in love, in true love we still try anyway's, because we want to please the other person, not ourselves.... And that's something I love doing, one of mine favorite part's is the trying part.... and trying is what we do, because we love the other, and want to please them... Love in all aspect's of life isn't taking, or wanting for you, you, you!!!! Or about what you can get. It's about what we can give other's. As I will give mine queen all of me, because that's mine free will... Because I love her.... Because she's mine soulmate.....
And for that
I'm more than blessed.......
And because she loves me more than she could ever tell me as well; and for that reason, I thank mine God daily, as tis not every day, God send's us down a piece of heaven on earth. And tis NOT every day God give's us an angel to watch over us... And we all have angel's, I am more than grateful. I've got mine... And I won't take that for granted......


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/ truth on love dedication

i.

Into mine soul
Into mine soul;
Lieth mine Reyna
Mine amare, mine abode.

ii.

Into mine head
Into mine head;
Lieth mine sunshine
The one I've awoken to, from the dead.

iii.

Into mine spirit
Into mine spirit;
I commendeth mine pneuma
Into her Filipino chariot.

iv.

Into mine death
Into mine death;
I shalt be renewed
By her every last breathe.

v.

Into heaven
Into heaven;
Awaiteth mine angel
I shalt be her minstrel.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Tis mine everything is leaving
Tis she's leaving for a day;
Though just a day, mine soul shalt leaveth
And shalt return unto the grave.

ii.

Until she returneth
Mine spirit shalt be departed;
She's the one keeping me alive
She's mine angel of the creator's garden.

iii.

Tis it may sound funny
Because tis just one day;
The fact is I canst not breathe
When mine earl Jane nagley is away.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Atop the glass
Of the mindanao sea;
Me and mine lass
Went down both sinking.

ii.

Ourn vessel capsized
Mine queen was going under;
The blue sink needed a sacrifice
Yet mine Jane was to heavenly and pure, God's wonder.

iii.

As mine reyna was drowning
I Gaveth the deep mine carrion baggage;
Tis the abyss was satisfied
And mine body part's were shark ravaged.

iv.

Mine Filipino rose
Made it back to shore;
She prayed for mine presence daily
Just wanting back her truest amour'.

v.

As tis through death's wormhole
I travelled distant galaxy's;
For mine wraith to visit mine sweet Jane
Mine wife, Earl Jane nagley.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

I push her against the door
Passionate shove;
I'm wearing a whitened dress shirt
A striped black vest, primeval musk.

ii.

I grabbeth her by her waist
Fashioned spectacles upon her countenance;
She pulleth hard mine blonde lock's of hair
A woman now, releasing her innocence.

iii.

Her balmy breathe, variegated with mine
I trickle around her neck, kissing around her spine;
Mine alleviating rim's, wetten's down to her toes
Starting at her top, I kiss front, back, her dialect purely moaned.

iv.

The ambience was intensified
Tis we went astray, into eachother's eye's;
Whilst the firmament went asunder
Planet earth shook, the sheet's pulled us under.

v.

We struggle just for air
As ourn bodie's sucketh the sweat;
Mine nail's grippeth her frame
A night we shan't forget.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Her smile always smooth's
Mine tear's;
If I dieth tommorrow
Me and her wilt still liveth on, an eternity of year's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedicated

JANE
Mine sensual goddess
Flame.


©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Dear lord
This is a quick prayer;
For someone in despair
Mine queen, and mine world.

ii.

Dear lord
The demons art messing with her head;
Making her doubt her worth
If anyone shalt suffer, let me instead.

iii.

Dear lord
She's the angel thou hath sent me;
She uplift's me and correct's me
Canst thou now please stimulate her.

iv.

Dear lord
Please don't taketh her away;
She's the breathe in mine lung's, mine night and day
The blood in mine heart, that runneth in mine vein's.

v.

Dear lord
Heavenly Father;
Put me upon her cross
Taketh her down, put me up, I'll dieth slowly for her to live.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

If we aren't
Crazy in love with ourn lover;
Then we aren't in love at all
With one another.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

When mine Queen's tear's cometh down
I feeleth the rain, pouring from the cloud's;
When mine queen seeketh not to be alive
Mine soul sink's, drown's as I die.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

As a blanket
Her hair swaddle's me;
As the universe serape's
The pinlight's of God.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley

i.

Mine Filipino rose
Didst thou knoweth;
When thou art gone
Mine worry doth showeth.

ii.

Mine Filipino rose
Doth thou understand;
I'll waiteth for thee
Forever to be, in thine arm's and hand's.

iii.

Mine Filipino rose
Mine angelic being of glow;
Meeteth me at the show
In the kingdom of ourn endearment abode.

iv.

Mine Filipino rose
When thou art not near;
Mine stresses and mine fear's
Bringeth sorrow and tear's.

v.

Mine Filipino rose
As thou knoweth, we aren't an illusion;
We art conspicuous in ourn fusion
Forgiveth the jealous one's of their intrusion's.

Mine Filipino rose..........................


I loveth thee more, mine Reyna......


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

I shalt bite her bottom lip
Whilst Pulling her closer;
She shalt melteth at her hip's
Smoke coming from her tongue, as if a long term smoker.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley

Her eye's, Asian heaven's
Her hair, universal obsidian;
She camouflage's in the mountain's
An Asiatic goddess chameleon.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©earl Jane nagley dedication

Mine Jane
O' mine jane;
How I canst not waiteth
To seeith thine face.

Mine Jane
O' godly jane;
Ourn bones shalt locketh
Inside, between ourn hand's.

Mine Jane
O' darling jane;
When we do meeteth
I shalt removeth thine old stain's.

Mine Jane
O' angelic jane;
Douse me in thy slaver
Showeth me that amour, thou hath written on paper.

Mine Jane
O' **** Jane;
Bringeth thine leg's closer
Maketh me beg, pull the blonde on mine head, be the chauffeur.

Mine Jane
O' goddess jane;
Throweth me down, back to the ground
Jump on me, childplay.

Mine jane
O' Filipino Jane;
Calleth mine name
I'll yet back louder, us both bursting in hott flame's.

Mine Jane
O' masterpiece jane;
No word's, hush love
Taketh me again.

Mine Jane
O' mine Filipino rose;
Who careth what other's think
The whole world already knoweth.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Tis, she holdeth, the key of life
She is the fount, whom shalt be mine wife;
I was seeping, of crimson Tide
Thus she used her heart's tourniquet, I cameth alive.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedicated

i.

A Vintage Alfajor necklace
To veil mine sovereign belle;
Betrothed for heaven's comfort
We hath already been through hell.

ii.

Ourn bygone time
Hath strengthened us for forthcoming rapture;
I'll be right next to her, in her allure
No death, forever, happily ever after.

iii.

I'll tryeth daily, tis none maby's
I'll doeth anything, for mine Filipino baby;
As tis I'll maketh her, forget her past
I'll be her bishop, she shalt be mine eternal hourglass.

iv.

As time goeth fast, I mustn't lose the thought
That tommorrow doth not always cometh, we dieth, get lost;
Though she hath found me, I knoweth what being saved mean's
I wilt liveth every day as mine last, and liveth it for mine queen.

v.

So dearest reyna, soulmate, and best friend
When thou doth readeth this, know ourn love shalt not end;
As we both understandeth, this planet is just a passage to the next
We wilt meeteth in this life, and afterward's, pag-ibig at it's best.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Bring out the silent poet's
The one's in the back of H.P;
I'll be happy to read their work
Let's make them famous as thou and me.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

Up aloft
Mount malindang:
I tasted her syrup
I drank her tang.

She spoke Tagalog
I understood her slang;
I cut mine own wrist's
To taketh her pain's.

And in the sun
Neath the rain;
She couldst smile again
As ourn eye's stared, no blink.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

Locketh me up
Throw me in prison:
I'm in love dear sir
Oh didn't I mention?



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

pag-ibig
We shalt walketh down the aisle;
Frosted white rosette's
Ourn hair, to floweth wild.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Mankind seemeth to forget
The judgement that he shalt mete
In this life;
Shalt be allocated ten fold
The next.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Thither soon
The harvest Moon;
September, mine month of birth
Me and mine Reyna shalt swoon.

ii.

Asunder the leaves
Through the fall lit tree's;
Me and mine dame
Shalt gyrate the amour that we bleed.

iii.

The moon to be red
Ourn eye's to giveth vision's;
Of me and mine sweet Jane
Making love in celestial kitchen's.

iv.

On the grass
In the sea of thought;
Ourn affection unearhtly
Not to be store bought.

v.

Ourn headdress
Made from peacock quill;
A medicine woman and man
shaman of autochthonous skill.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication