i.

Daily I hath cogitation's
Of mine lass with me;
In union matrimony.

ii.

Her torchon lace
Set in place;
Comely to mine suiting.

iii.

To compass us
Divinity;
Comforting serenity.

iv.

No need for memory
She shalt be;
Right next to me.

v.

Concord of
The Philippine's;
And Greece, deeply saccharine.



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

Verse 1-
Up upon
Mount malindang;
In the cloud's
Where cherub's play.

In your arm's
In your arm's;
I shalt rest.

Verse 2-
In your dream's
Far away;
I will come
Up though my grave.

You have saved me
You have saved me;
From death..

Verse 3-
Our chariots
Sky high;
No more tears queen
Do no cry.

Amour
Est la r'eponse
Pour nous.

Chorus 1-
Sommeil, sommeil
Sommeil, reine
Sommeil, sommeil
Mon reine.

Sommeil, sommeil
Sommeil, Mon rever;
Sommeil, sommeil
Mon rever.

Verse 4-
Where your strung
Upon the cross;
I'll take you down
And feel your cuts.

I'll take your holes
I'll take your holes;
And your thorns.

Verse 5-
In the fire's
That you've been burned;
I'll be the water
That you yearn.

I'll quench you
I'll protect you;
My dove.

Verse 6-
In hell
And in the pit;
For you
My life I give.

For you to sleep
Peacefully;
Tonight....

Chorus once more...

Then some adding the end.... Lol

If man wasn't so busy killing another
He just might start;
Getting occupied loving his "sister's and brother's".


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

O' mine life
O' mine thunder;
O' mine light
O' mine wonder.

ii.

O' mine empress
O' mine rose;
O' mine spirit
O' mine soul.

iii.

O' mine essence
O' mine air;
O' mine goddess
On knee's, I'm in thy care.

iv.

O' mine amare
O' mine amour;
O' God's gate
O' God's door.

v.

O' mine Jane
O' honey drip
O' mine Jane
To thee mine life I giveth.


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

Doth thou knoweth what's awakening to thine being as a whole?
Whenever opening up, the second new's section;
Reading all of the obituaries
Seeing all the hundred's of departed soul's.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Poetry is too
"Norm" these day's;
And I don't plan
Being normal,
I like the strange, the weird
Anyone canst be normal
But canst thou be strange?



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

As mine essence went
Out of mine body;
It went up to heaven
Inside of mine Queen's heart.



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

i.

A crane cometh around
Down by the superannuated rivulet;
No machinery by this place
Mud bank's, phantom silhouette's.

ii.

I canst sense
The Miami Indians prowling the copse;
Their regard for living was natural
As the new ager's that came after, destroyed the crop's.

iii.

Thou canst seeith the moccasin's
Slithereth down the way;
Their black scale's, telleth tale's
Of a time of freedom's day.

iv.

I goeth down to this old tributary
Whence the land was hunted by bow;
I'm respecting the land, as it shalt be
Not doing as the newbies know.

v.

As the babies groweth, and the ghost's do showeth
The narrative that's meant to be left;
I shalt keepeth the aboriginal modus operandi
And walketh with the spirit's, of this place they hath lent.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Physically I knoweth
That I dieth daily;
I just wanted mine Reyna to knoweth
Mine amour was not some maybe.

So just in case, more blood doth breach
Mine poem's told some, but not all of what mine soul speaketh;
Tis, so many taketh tommorrow as if it wilt cometh
I write as this may be mine last, just saying I loveth thee queen.

And that always knoweth.....


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

I'd rather be
Poor in this world
With mine queen;
Then haveth all the material's
That meaneth nothing,
In a world sinful, and unclean.




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

i.

Mine artistry inamorata
Airburshed on tapestry upon;
Fernando Amorsolo canvas.

ii.

Thou art mine Atlantis
The air I sucketh in;
Mine piece of God, timeless.

iii.

What id do without thee?
I couldst not liveth;
I'll giveth thee mine last drop, of blood mine dear.

iv.

Cometh near
Shadow's dance with us;
Filipino perfume's, ancient dusk.

v.

In the negrito of Luzon
Bead's shalt bounce ourn neck's;
Red one's, yellow one's, tribal seed connect.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

Amorevolous soulmates, together forever
In the good time's, and the bad;
Boscaresque spirit's, in wedlock eternal.


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

O' how I loveth her
If she only knew;
She wilt knoweth soon
When I sayeth " I DO".



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

i.

Mine otherworldly ethereal
I seeith thineself so desolate;
For thee to smile again
I shalt be pecked by crow's, cut to bit's.

ii.

Kilig bringer to mine belly
Purpose to mine well-being;
Ill taketh all thine past blemishes
I'll dieth a million death's, for thine jubilation to forthbring.

iii.

Definition to life itself
Mine bride, soon to be;
Greatest thing is mine queen
Thou art already a wife to me.

iv.

When thou feeleth
That the rope is best;
I'll taketh that twine
Around mine own neck.

v.

So when thou art bottommost
Down in the pit's of hell;
Just remember I'm coming to freeith thee
As I'll replaceth thee with me, I'll taketh thy cell.



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

Tis, without mine Reyna
I'd be more than lost;
Tis, I'd giveth mine soul
For mine Jane's peace at any cost.


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

Just wanna say thanks to all of you liking mine poems lately and do apologize alot for not liking much back just lately haven't been wanting to really write as much and have been dealing with alot so I do apologize soon I hope to like more as I used to please forgive me /: just dealing with alot... Thank u for all wonderful support HP family. . love all of you...
Night

Sincerely Brandon Cory nagley

Mine reyna
Mine soul;
If I don't awaketh tommorrow
I'll seeith thee, in the angel grove.

Mine Jane
Mine sweet;
If the next day don't cometh
At the fountain we'll meet.

Mine lampway
To God;
If this spirit leaveth at dusk
I'll be watching aloft.

Mine queen
Mine soulmate;
I wanted to thanketh thee
For being mine protector, and mate.

Mine Jane
Mine Jane
Mine Jane
Mine Jane

I loveth thee
Me more.......



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

i.

Dearest Jane, I knoweth thou hath lost thine sweet pet
But little Choco wilt never forgetteth thy love, or thy caress;
Dearest Jane, I knoweth thine little hamster meant thy all
But Jane dearest, knoweth he's happy, in a pain free place of God.

ii.

Dearest Reyna, I knoweth many tear's, thou hath shed for choco
Just knoweth mine queen, his spirit's next to thee, in clear view;
Dearest amour, he wilt be missed by me and thou, he's in cloud's
Dearest soulmate, he's sitting, waiting at heaven's gate, in shroud.

iii.

Dearest Filipino rose, ourn Choco is not just some ghost
Dearest Filipino rose, thine infant is smiling, serpahim his host;
Dearest kilig bringer, I'm here to comfort thee from pain stinger's
Dearest jane, if I couldst I'd let god taketh mine life, to save choco.

iv.

Dearest creation of celestial's, choco is extraterrestrial
Dearest amare, thou wilt pet thine friend again, when times here;
Dearest joy of life, soon to be wife, mine all, mine light, comfort
Dearest Jane, dryeth thine water, choco is better, as I'll make thou



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane/her pet choco dedication

i.

I shalt consign mineself
In a balikbayan box;
A snug hole to tryeth to **** air
Mine lung's tightly in lock.

ii.

On a plane, on a ship, in a bus
I shalt squeezeth mine carrion in;
Thinking of mine betrothed amare
How I must risketh mine life, for me to get there.

iii.

As I wilt meeteth her at the Sari-sari store's
Though I wilt be broke, no money, only amour;
Though tis love's not about money, or materialistic junk
As I thinkest all this, I thinkest soon ill break from mine trunk.

iv.

As the plane halt's, mine crate roll's around
Mine queen hath found me, in shock, her tear's cometh down;
Because I fleweth mineself in this darkly space
It was all for a purpose, to seeith the one I loveth, and her face.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

I kneweth when God saidst
Let there be light;
He wouldst sendeth an angel to me
It was Jane in the night.


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

Man thinkest he is invincible;
No,
True love is invincible.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

As tis I walked the wood's
Alone and afraid;
I hath found a honeycomb
As the honey drips, from mine sweet Jane.




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

i.

Betimes, in the ages of shadowed black
Stripes were mine Mark's, scar's on mine back;
I cried for a rescuer, a healer of medicinal fact's
She sprinkled me with her babaylan docteretic caress.

ii.

The tincture's she Gaveth me, were godly induced
Whenever her lingo speaketh, mine heart goes loose;
As tis she knoweth, she maketh me feel better to
She's a lullaby, when I cryeth, a queen, a poem, mine muse.

iii.

Tis she's mine solace, mine palisade palace
I'm the mad hatter, as tis she's mine wonderland Alice;
She maketh men crazy, with her beautiful charm's
I loveth mine queen, the angel in mine arms.


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

I lived in darkness
For way to long;
But then mine angel
Cameth along.

She woreth a feather
Filipino brawn;
Native ******
She strummed me song's.

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

Dear Jane:

This isn't some romantic love poem as I always do for you, or even some made up rhyme that may sound good for some... As some do know as well as you, these poems I write aren't for the fun of it and there not to fill space and boredom time as many do, its mine sincere love as you know...and Jane, I know lately queen you've felt for year's now, especially after your last ex-man, that you aren't good enough or worthy to God or even for me, or for family , or for anyone..not even for YOU!!!!.. You see yourself as nothing more lately as a useless being just breathing and none worth and you feel as if garbage... Well mine soulmate, mine Reyna, mine earl Jane.....

Can I tell you this?
You ARENT some piece of trash or garbage as your ex and others made you feel. You ARENT worthless or useless. You have a purpose, and that purpose is to love God first as you know because he first loved you, and as all beings to love all family , being's, people, friends, everyone and forgive always!!!!l despite what monstrous conditions you have been through Jane.and fact is nothing against the other poets in here but I love all poets here , hope they don't take this wrong way, but I don't care if this is liked, this is about mine love for you and giving you truth on your worth, its not meant to be liked, this is meant to show u your soul and bodys worth queen Earl Jane!!!! Here's the fact ever since I met you I saw a light in you, a light that just struck me, I felt as a blind man seeing for once in his sad life. You have given me hope, and life, and the well of living Waters, because when I first talked to u Jane, I saw God inside you and honestly u want Truth? U always say people look up to me yes? Well here's the facts Jane... You always say you look up to me.. Fact is I actually look up to u for guidance. . for help alot when I'm down and lost at times... As an angel you are, and u are mine lampway....you saved me when I first met u.. And u save me daily from many demons that try to come at me spiritually and in all ways.  You help me see mineself better.   Fact is YOU are the one who makes me wanna do better. And noone has done that ever Jane..  EVER!!!!!! And when someone can make us wanna do better we would be foolish to let such a king or queen go.  As u know I'm never leaving you as you are so afraid I will... As u see I'm not others.. As I see you more than aren't others !! U are a God sent creation to me for a reason, we met for a purpose as for me to guide u and show you things, and for u to guide me and show me love mankind knows nothing of.. ! You are mine life world and love.... And I cannot (repeat this) cannot thank you enough jane for saving a lowly peasant as me, though u call me your king.... I am your soulmate a lowly being in the presence of a seraphim... How was I soo blessed ? Lol don't ask me .. But finding u and knowing I've known u for ages now as I've been waiting for ( YOU) not another... Is the most grand feeling finding mine  other half.. Mine lost soul and spirit I've been seeking, and have found her again ( YOU) so when you say u have no meaning or purpose, never forget . our God is leading u through all this hell., and look at you.... Your almost an engineer at such a young age... And a miracle to me, to your mum, dad, brother, sisters, family, to those u just come across on daily basis .... They like me can see your aura and how brightly it shines and how much an angel you are.... To so many of us... So when u feel like trash and garbage as your ex and past has made you feel... Plz read this, and know this Jane.... You saved mine life... And to God and you mine ( angel) I'm more than greatful daily and nightly, and I don't think you'd call that trash... I think that's called u are the most amazing being and soul, and cherub I've ever met and will ever meet .. And I will spend daily when u are down out, and depressed, taking the time... To make u smile if even once .. Because you have no idea,

How much I love you queen earl Jane..
Mine best friend
Mine soulmate
Mine Reyna
Mine all....
So when you feel like quote: trash.... Take a look at this
And see you saved and save mine life daily
As all others who know you.....

I love you more mine Filipino rose...
I love you mine queen
I love you
Mine Reyna.....
Mine earl Jane........


Sincerely Brandon Cory nagley


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/letter to her

Saurian Jovian's and Martian's clasp me to catastrophe rubble,
Dusty airpocket's, with blue sky bubble's, I tryeth to reacheth. Whilst their hobnail's art click cackling, mine suffocation is intensified by magnitude; longitude and latitude, distance is cleverly missing, mine red flow rushes, mine heartbeat nudge's; Harmonious harp playing angelic one, Gale's her hail assail into the impenetrable. She's Immortal and invincible; on forearm's, nose to her garb, her bouquet fragrance I canst telleth a lie; got me broiling in mammal wild primal heat.......



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

Any writer canst writeth word's
From their tongue's and their lip's;
Though canst thou speaketh
From thy soul?


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

heretofore bygone week's
Tis I was layden in mine outgoing's;
Incapacitated, mine feet's step's unknowing.

ii.

Dolor rolled as Boulder's
Down mine emptied innard's;
Jinn filled with hate and sin, tooketh over.

iii.

They tried to possesseth me
And diluteth me by their fear's;
They scratched, and bit, all didst spit
Yet mien reine reigned in by chariot flares.

iv.

Mount Mayon, in southern Luzon
Volcanoe's surround her citadel;
She snatched me from the barbarian's
In heaven, whence in hell.

v.

Manila in the concentrate
Between the thickness of it all;
Is where mine rose, her face didst gloweth
Her virtue's were one, of the prophet's and high law.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna/hari/soulmates

Into her countenance;
I hadst seen the face of GOD!!!!!!



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

i.

On the aisle of Clarin, misamis occidental
Attentive i hadst becometh, ashore a chaste purity;
I kneweth her, she's been waiting for me.

ii.

Afore in the jungle's, wherein ourn touch hath connected
Aloft in the starry nebula's, whence when Pharaoh's directed;
Yet me and mine wild child, were streaming banner's of feral.

iii.

Althedish Hieroglyph's told of ourn second coming
Ourn craft was as in Ezekiel's time, circle's inside circle's;
We illuminated beshowing, towering ticking with none time.

iv.

No custom to be payed, for we art not slave's
I've waited this long, for mine queen of the shade;
I shalt rest with her, on the aisle of Clarin, risking, daring.



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

I walked inside
This beautiful place;
Of yellow and gold.

Tis this place was
Made of energy;
And loving glow.

Whilst inside
I felt it's pain;
Tis I tooketh her stripes, inside this place.

It was mine Reyna's
Soul;
Of God.

I was in the central
Station;
Of her spiritual loft.

Asiatic plaster
Trimmed;
Resplendent awe.

I painted the ceiling's
With mine heart;
Letter's of love.

It tasted of mango
Within;
Succulent.

She cleaned mine sin
I shalt never leaveth her, not even in mine end;
As tis beyond death, I shalt still abode with her.


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

Legend say's;
When you can't sleep at night,
It's because your awake
In someone else's dream.......

Home?
Why shouldst I goeth home queen?
When I'm already home
Thou art mine only abode.



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

Daily upon the screen
I seeith young men
Sent off to war;
As tis I seeith the greedy men
Getting rich from them
As tis I thinkest,
What for?



CONTROL.......



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Her ethnic blithe
Maketh me high;
I tasteth her nectar
And goggle her lithe.

ii.

I nestle neath
And inside her mind;
sultry, indulging
Silked so fine.

iii.

She is mine bower
In noontide tower;
She is mine hour
Filipino flower.

iv.

Fullsome In yore
In kingdom's of galore;
Mine Reyna, mine manliligaw
Mine kaluluwa, mine amour'.


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

Mine Filipino rose
For thee I shalt;

Be tossed inside the
The Brazen Bull;
Until mine inside's art crisp.

Be impaled
On wood;
Mine head planted on a stick.

Be crucified
Mine hand's nailed;
Thorn's upon mine top.

A Lead Sprinkler
To sprinkle lava;
In mine throat lost.

An Iron Maiden
To taketh the metal;
Inside mine liver.

Coffin Torture
To let the crow's;
Pecketh at the splinter's.

A thumbscrew
To snap me as twigs;
As mercy I yelleth.

Rope torture
To leaveth me exposed;
To hell and the element's.

The Guillotine
As mine head falleth;
Into oldened basket.

The Rack
As mine shoulder's wilt bust;
Twisting mine bracket's.

Tongue Tearer
To knot mine tongue;
And rip it at the seam's.

The Rat Torture
As mine interior wouldst be ripped;
Rat's burrowing inside me, scream's.

The chair of torture
As edge's impale mine spine;
Hellion seating.

Cement Shoes
In the bottom of the sea;
Wherein noone canst heareth me.

Crocodile Shears
To gut me as a fish;
Reptilian grip's.

The Breaking Wheel
Wherein mine limb's art ******* to spokes, hammered by devil's;
I crack, Snapple, pop, as mine bones elongate, mine blood chokes.

Sitting on the Spanish Donkey
Mine carrion torn in twain;
As heaven canst feeleth mine pain, for thee I'd screameth again.

Saw Torture
As tis the razor's edge wouldst goeth through mine abdomen;
Evil *******'s shalt cut me, as I'm praying amen, just to DIETH.

Hanged, Drawn, and Quartered
It sais it all in the verse;
For thee I'd haveth all this done mine queen, for thee to liveth.......




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

When mine Reyna is down
I serenadeth her;
With freestyle poetry
Singing amour, loud.



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

Just the
Thought of
Her turneth
Me on;
Now that
Is strong.


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

Poetry written
By a Filipino queen, and Greek king;
Telling their tale in blood.


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

i.

A degree unlike any to mankind
O lord, thou hath sent me a goddess;
Teeth, pearlied whitened, hair black
Tagalog golden parlance, gem strapped.

ii.

Felicity hath abducted me
Into mine Jane's melting heat;
Her fire is as if the burning bush
Whence back when God didst to Moses speak.

iii.

Mine creator created her
And saweth it was good;
He stitched her from mine rib
As mine heart, molded in her ladyhood.

iv.

Commandment's he hath layed out
To be endowed to mine empress queen;
Ourn endearment contracted on blood moon's
Saturn's color's to write out, the many year's to be the ring's.

v.

As time wilt passeth on
Mine needing for her shalt get bigger;
I canst liveth without mine Filipino rose
She's mine lover, soulmate, angelic figure.



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

I was blind
But now canst seeith;
Because mine Jane
Of whom I needeth.


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

As poet's we tend to get caught up in ourn own writing
As I canst lieth, I do as well;
Though we must not forget, whilst getting caught up
In reading ourn favorite poet's poetry on here
And writing ourn own,
We must NEVER forget
The unknown poet's here
The ones in the back of the room
The backbone to the poetic world and society
The quiet one's
Who seeketh none fame
Though they art famous
In a quiet way
As tis we must helpeth them
To spread their quiet wing's;
And flyeth on,
And helping another unknown
As the one's known
Helped us....



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

If this world
Is to end today;
I'd like mine Reyna to knoweth
I tryeth to showeth her mine love every day.



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

i.

Beset next to me
Coadjuvant to mine need's;
I couldst not asketh for more
Mine Reyna's all do I believeth.

ii.

She compasses me in Dwarf Daylilies
Her suntanned dermis is momentous;
Wallowed in her oversea's memories
A throne surpassing, Hari and Reyna scented.

iii.

In Luzon, the older part of the firma
Betwixt the Cordillera Region, see through pneuma's;
Hand-poke tool's, for me and mine dynasty amour'
To get tattoos, of her ancestry upon her own shore's.

iv.

Covered head to toe
By these inked protection's;
Spelling out the word's
Brandon and Jane's resurrection.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna of mine soul
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Ourn silhouette's to tail us
Afoot aboriginal Knoll's;

Her brilliance, imminent
Untold story of love;

Appertaining in her contemplate
Mediterranean, upon ourn plate's;

Barefoot meandering to ourn date
Relaxed and high, none debate's;

She's the apothecary who Selleth me philter's
She allureth me in, and mine soul stretcheth longer;

When I falleth down, her young age maketh me stronger
When I cometh around, her word's art charmer's;

Comely is her impetus
Cometh hither mine lad, she's the amour' seamstress;

Companied, I shalt hold mine lass
Companied, I shalt liveth with her, in ourn nest...




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

Ok so the last few days I have been getting rude remarks on me own YouTube vids that are ****** because for one their old... Two I played songs on old keyboard... And three I've done nothing to this person who keeps openly attacking me on me own YouTube for me to post music..  If I stink soo bad in music how is it I've played with some pretty big musicians who have respect for me poetry and music all around the country and planet? Hmmm... Should tell you something... This is someone not gonna say who because I actually think he's a good soul and man and has an amazing heart but to keep attacking me when all Ive done is good to him and used him in mine dedication poem of great poets than seriously? Come on I must stand up because this stalking of me has to stop as theirs more than one obsessed person doing it lollllllllllll..just shows I bring an impact .a good one others can't stand... That's so sad... Well I forgive the one doing this to me and the others.. But I'm one of love

So I forgive u old friend, and have love for u.. No hard feelings
Just please mate..  No more stalking....

Thanks
Brandon nagley...

Mine Jane is mine life
Mine Jane;
Is life.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

Most don't discovereth life
Until their death;
Most don't knoweth living
Until their last breathe.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Within the oven
Wherein the thirst is never quenched;
Mine sweet Jane cooleth me
With her word's, and love to me meant.

ii.

I liveth for her the morrow
I liveth for her sunder the eve';
Her everything to me meaneth all thing's
She's the lifeblood, whom I need.

iii.

Mine aching body needeth her
Mine hand's, they needeth her feel;
A birthgiver to mine happiness
Mine gosh, her amour's so real.

iv.

****, beautiful, masterpiece of God
For her mine soul, belongeth to, and throb's;
I'll seeith her soon, in the Asian fogged dawn
I'll seeith mine muse, the pure one of God.

v.

She's all I desire, when the flood's do rain
She's the glory in sadness, in mine pain;
She's whom I liveth, when mine blood leak's
I canst sayeth none more, I'll let mine love speak.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/mine Reyna/soul

I tried the whole "living thing"
But death was to good.

So I cheated on life
With death.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry