Lover, mine soulmate
Lover, mine joie de vivre ;
Lover, mine cloud nine
Lover, thy élan vital of time.

Lover, mine morning, and evening bud
Lover, mine living, to thee I'm giving thee love;
Lover, mine muse, mine refuge and rescue
Lover, were fused, made brand new, branded, tattooed.


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