i.

Elated, I'm afar from the aqua sphere beneath mine toe's,
I've been taken up by flight, an angel in the night;
A woman, a queen, a mystical paranormal beam,
God heard mine weeping, and with her he sent,
She dried mine Tear's clean.

ii.

I sniveled for eon's, with none hopeful lover's future
Mine joint's were weak, from the lack of nutritional feature's;
At mine lowest point, after imploring mine lord for help,
He sent me mine other half, Earl Jane Nagley, an Asiatic path,
Mine beloved, mine darling, mine seraphic helper.

iii.

I found wholeness, the other purpose to mine sustenance,
She's not for sale, she's not a slave, she's a cherub; not some anecdotal tale. She's not one to taketh man's bribery, she's not a peasant sold and payed for rent: tis she's heavensent- the answer to mine prayer's, she's delicate, she's an empress doth thou seeith, I was birthed for her, as she for me, both made for another, to cherish each other, on cloud nine we shalt be seen.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication-Filipino rose

i.

She cometh from
The kingdom of God;
A gape to the eye's
A key to living life,
Mine soulmate:
Mine wife.

ii.

She cometh from
Thence the stardust;
She's me, I'm her
Ourn loving kindness for another
Is a must: tis her do I trust,
Her loyalty is momentum ******;
In which all happiness was created by ourn God:
Released in the cosmic dimension's.



©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)

i.

Fauna to surround
the flower built fence.


ii.

Nature aloft
to the ground;
an abode heavensent.

iii.

We shalt combine
as star's;
from the cumulus.

iv.

I shalt dress thee
in Yellow daisies;
when we meeteth at Yahweh's bench.

v.

As tis we were meant
for ourn eye's to connect only;
As children we shalt loveth, as babes we shalt be.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl jane Nagley Dedication-Filipino rose

Verily
I sayest;
Verily tis true,
Mine dearest queen Jane
For thee mine amour' is true.


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

Living in the summer sun
Emitting our life's breath
Autumn comes and you are gone
Falling to your death

Long arms of moonlight are stretching out
To the gigantic ocean,
For touching those soft curls
Of her mahogany coloured hair.
Eyes more azure
Than Pacific's quiet dream
Glowing too bright,
Embarrassing the fluorescence of water.
Resting hands on the fair *******
She is floating on her back
Gazing at the blessed purple sky.
While silvery cream of starlets
Is nourishing every wet curve
Of her slender body, with
Gentle caress.
But the unfortunate humans are
Still unable to witness
The mystery of her beauty,
Which is carefully confined
Inside the secret chest of Mariana Trench.

we always speak of forgiveness
does it really exist?
we say we forgive each other
then we make a fist

i could say i'm sorry
one hundred million times
but the stain still remains
inside of our minds

maybe up in heaven
is the only place it lives
we can try with all our might
but only God forgives

I am whole, one, contented and buoyant; as fulsome light I smile.

I'm crazed for her, craveth her I do; her slaver, her sable hair.

Her touch, her feel, her radiance; maketh me trance, hypnosis.

I was earthbound in mine bygone hour's, now elevated, towered.

She taketh me to unknown river's of life, a king, queen, man wife.

Thus wherein all is right, a perfect flight to peace and safety.

Mine Filipino baby, lifegiver to those whom hath none breath.

The only queen, within mine dream's; she heard mine screams.

And tis she's safety, from the bad in-between; mine Earl Jane.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry