i
She isn't thy average
Typical being;
She sit's upon a loft
Only made for a queen.
ii
Her bedstead is mine
We shareth ourn pillow;
I've never been so happy
Her love, pure as a meadow.
iii
A battlement coordinates
Wherein we shalt be protected;
She's spiritually awoken me
Hari and his reyna, ressurected.
iv
I shalt beget her, from her painful sleep
Now she's awoken, her face none more weep's;
Other's shalt Bestir us, from what they can't get
Though we shalt prevail, with love, forgiveness, them to forget.
v
Brigandine silver, shalt dress me in battle
For If beast's cometh close to mine queen, their boot's shalt rattle;
A Gilbertese I wilt carry, known as a shark tooth weapon
Mine Filipino empress is mine all, no faltering, none question's.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/Filipino rose......
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 10:16 AM UTC
i
She isn't thy average
Typical being;
She sit's upon a loft
Only made for a queen.
ii
Her bedstead is mine
We shareth ourn pillow;
I've never been so happy
Her love, pure as a meadow.
iii
A battlement coordinates
Wherein we shalt be protected;
She's spiritually awoken me
Hari and his reyna, ressurected.
iv
I shalt beget her, from her painful sleep
Now she's awoken, her face none more weep's;
Other's shalt Bestir us, from what they can't get
Though we shalt prevail, with love, forgiveness, them to forget.
v
Brigandine silver, shalt dress me in battle
For If beast's cometh close to mine queen, their boot's shalt rattle;
A Gilbertese I wilt carry, known as a shark tooth weapon
Mine Filipino empress is mine all, no faltering, none question's.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/Filipino rose......
