i.

Through ourn year's
Through ourn year's;
Beyond death mine love.

ii.

When thing's
Get bad;
And day's get tough.

iii.

It's already been
(Thirty) twenty-four hours;
Happy one month anniversary, Filipino flower.

iv.

I looketh ahead
To eternity's bed;
With ourn plume's to toucheth, garbing ourn head's.

v.

How fortunate I am
O' how privileged I am;
To haveth mine queen, the one of mine dream's, a gem in hand.

(HAPPY 1st anniversary Queen Earl Jane nagley)



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/ 30 day anniversary
©Lonesome poet's poetry

We all had people that we thought that we love.
But through time this love faded into nothing.
But true Love, you have this for the rest of your life.
Its a Love that never fully go away no matter what.
Sometimes this Love is the one that you have lost.
Clinging to a love that was never meant to happen.
But to be honest the Love for Christ is a Greater Love.
Because he is your Life, your King and your God.
For even the Love for the Most partner is not as Great as Love for God,
For he loved you first as he was dying at the cross for you.
This is the greatest Love that anyone can give to you.

Last night I saw you with pristine perception.
After all, a voyage of discovery consists not in new landscapes,
But in seeing things differently.
And how I saw you as you kissed me consistently...

Bare as the Lord sent you to this world,
Not as the chic would have you,
But as I would,
And I was as aroused as any man could...

Marks of having given birth at your belly,
Sagging ***** from the feeding,
Skin smooth as butter,
And what my eyes beheld made my mouth water!

It was you who initiated the expression,
Which brought me so much fascination,
As you expressed your love passionately,
Done so gradually.

Never stab
Another serial
Killer
In the back.
He always
Comes back to stab your back
Fifty times
Harder.

Warm as honey in sunlight
soaking into my soul, being
my soul's core whenever
you are here with me.
Voice of sweet melancholia
and ripe, enduring strength,
so tender, and so earthy.
Bravely you began again,
autumn years bringing
seasoned song like no
other to a world in need.
Obrigada, from my heart.

i understand now
why they call you the sandman
for you have come to me
with such intensity
even the cold hard slap
of the icy ocean
couldn't wash the sleepiness
from my eyes.

What's peace anymore!
Men like killing, it makes them big bucks. Who needs peace

Don need some boye
Trying to feel me up,
I want him to feel me inside
And burst ma lust.

I shalt bedight her in Accretion formation, to thy earth she's a patron; bringing a missive from planetary space station's. The string's of Constellation's holdeth up her finger's, as she tint's the empyrean with yellow petal's. Her cosmic ray's woo and spray mine heart with Extragalactic feeling. Her wing's stretch high to ceiling's; whilst her plumage safeguard's mine worrie's. She's the entity of the heavenly father's beginning stories; O' sweet glory, O' marvelous glory, how thou hath given me a wonder dear God, thou hast given me the land with golden street's, inside the palm of mine tired hand's. O', how blessed I am. O', how blessed I am. For thou hath sent me Asiatic Jane, messenger to man.


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

It feels like I am enslaved.
I am stuck in a system in which I do not know how to conduct myself.
Debts lie on the table.
They want to impose their chicness.
Pills are in my bag,
And prayer on my tongue.

I am the oddball,
And the oddball desires to be free.

i.

She hath given me a home
Sent by God she was;
Unearthly, to men unknown.

ii.

She hath breathed the breathe
Of life;
Wherein all is right.

iii.

She showeth me day
In mine dismay;
She's the sparkle to me, at night.


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