i.
Her orient smile
Canst maketh a sick child
Walk if once was lame;
ii.
Tis she's wild
With an innocent smile
O' how heaven's untamed.
iii.
Her name's sweet Jane
A cherub of oriental flame;
She drive's me mad, crazy, insane in a good way.
iv.
Thence back to her smile
I jump back inside her aisle;
O' heaven is sweet,
O' how heaven is sweet in sweet Jane!!!
©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose)
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC
i.
Her orient smile
Canst maketh a sick child
Walk if once was lame;
ii.
Tis she's wild
With an innocent smile
O' how heaven's untamed.
iii.
Her name's sweet Jane
A cherub of oriental flame;
She drive's me mad, crazy, insane in a good way.
iv.
Thence back to her smile
I jump back inside her aisle;
O' heaven is sweet,
O' how heaven is sweet in sweet Jane!!!
©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose)
