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 Mar 2016
Denel Kessler
Come, my love
let us speak now
the language
of skin

imprint
your lexicon
in my every hollow

stroke that soft spot
above my hipbone
you love so well

linger there
like we have
forever

mold my body
to fit yours
wrap me in sleep

precious few
hours remain
imagine to never
touch again.
Is there anything better?
: )
 Mar 2016
SøułSurvivør
-

my
face
is a
mud
flat
cracking
in the
lines
around
my
eyes

my
eyeballs
are
dusty
and
my
forehead
i­s a
boulder
defeated
by the
Sun

whole
craggy
mountain
ranges
inhabit
my
cheeks

and
my
m­ind
is a
patch
of
beavertail
cactus
scrubby
as
tumbleweed
in
a

barbed

­wire

fence
 Mar 2016
Lora Lee
By the time you catch
up with me
I will be just spinning
out of your orbit
as joyous as a comet
fire on my tail
I am whirling
into my own cosmic vortex
approaching other stations
New galaxies
await me
with open arms
Even if all are not
immediately friendly
I have laser detectors
with bits of solar and lunar
wisdom
information I have tenderly gathered
while on my stay
in this sphere
Now celestial pulses
surround my aura
create a whirling halo
of all that is divine
My heart flies
on a this heavenly journey
upwards to the stars
You cannot stop me
from being the woman
I have become
The Woman I will be
who I am destined
to rise into
Now this space traveler
is finding her new orbit
No barriers for me
for I am floating, ever surely
drifting in my own private
navigation
closely directed
yet free
 Mar 2016
brandon nagley
The glacé savor, O' e'er how I needeth her so. O' she's the candelabra inside of me, sparking fires to maketh me whole. What's mine is her's, as what's her's is mine. Colonstias courting, O' to Highway Banadero; mine feet do I find. O' she canst healeth the blind, as tis I once was, mine sight is returned, as doth God through her work, didst thou not knoweth? She's a seraph by birth. Aloft the star's, she went through Apotheosis; hostess of the holy missives, O' how I received her amour long ago, afore the times of humankind's admission.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication
glacé- means glaze with a thin sugar-based coating, or .
(of fruit) having a glossy surface due to preservation in sugar.
E'er- means ever.... And ever means( at all times, always).
candelabra- means a large branched candlestick or holder for several candles or lamps.
Colonstias- is a word I created meaning ( superb and captivating)
Courting- be involved with romantically, typically with the intention of marrying., to ask her hand in marriage in other words...
Highway banadero- is a main highway in Osamis city, Philippines that leads to mine Jane's Home!!!! Mine queen!!!
Canst- archaic for can.
seraph- or seraphim-an angelic being, regarded in traditional Christian angelology as -belonging to the highest order of the ninefold celestial hierarchy, associated with light, ardor, and purity.
Apotheosis- making divine, something, someone ... Meaning like divine being of God. From God... No not being God, as we're gods children but she is his angel .. (:: this word comes from Greek tongue...
Aloft- up in the air. Overhead-
Missive-a letter, especially a long or official one, message!!!
Afore- before...
Admission-the process or fact of entering or being allowed to enter a place, organization, or institution. Admittance...
 Mar 2016
Earl Jane


My love flourishing,
Bona fide saccharine taste,
An empyrean spice.


This infinite scent,
Of aroma filled your lips,
Oh, savoring bliss.


My king caress me,
Reviving my weak being,
Better self reborn.


You are my solace,
Seeds of  triumph you've unleash,
Elation heightened.


You being with me,
Completion of my being,
You're what I needed.


My king, life and all,
We're eternally bonded,
With bond immortal.


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3
I love you so much my kingggg, ssoo sooo mucchh!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3
 Mar 2016
William Shakespeare
Over hill, over dale,
    Thorough bush, thorough brier,
  Over park, over pale,
    Thorough flood, thorough fire,
    I do wander everywhere,
    Swifter than the moonè’s sphere;
    And I serve the fairy queen,
    To dew her orbs upon the green:
    The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
    In their gold coats spots you see;
    Those be rubies, fairy favours,
    In those freckles live their savours:
  I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.
Deep in the creek
where speckled light kisses the saline shore
and mud hole bubbles leave crab trails
I knock upon her door.

She opens with a whisper on her skin
licks my **** with her southern tongue
winds rise the dusts within
the mangrove falls quiet to her moaning song.
 Mar 2016
GaryFairy
he sits all alone
in a smoky dusty bar
in a twilight zone of his own
he counts the neon stars

he isn't anywhere
and he isn't going anywhere

he sits by himself
as another day passes
like the bottles on the shelf
and the empty glasses
 Mar 2016
brandon nagley
Afield from thee, tis true,
Though I shalt abide;
Betwixt space and time,
Awaiting thy side-to be
Next to mine. Seven
Month's hath passed,
Another seventy-seven
Lifetime's I awaiteth
To catch, to catcheth
Mine eye's on thine.
An immortal's life-
Time; we shalt
Quobrasine in
This and the
Next life- happy seventh anniversary
Mine soulmate, àgapi mou, zoi mou, best friend. Godsend.
Mine Jane sardua.
Mine wife.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( àgapi mou) dedication
Afield- means (  away, especially from home)
Abide- many meanings to it. Though I mean ( wait)
Thine- yours.
Betwixt means- between
Thee- you.
Tis- it is.
Quobrasine- word I created meaning ( connect in spiritual form)
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