i.

(Jane)
Let me kiss you passionately,
As we stitch our souls together,
And travel heavens through these lips.

ii.

(Brandon)
O' amour', I canst feeleth thine wet juice
As we sew ourn spirit's as one;
Betwixt the moon and sun, ourn primal nature let's loose.

iii.

( Jane)
I will lock fingers with you,
With this amour as our armour,
The world we valiantly conquer.

iv.

(Brandon)
Land's unknown to dominate
Incorporeal is ourn essence;
Sealing the firmament by blessing's and grace.

v.

(Jane)
Let our love be the sunshine,
That lead and guide us abode,
Finally I found you, my Home.

vi.

(Brandon)
Mine sweet earl Jane
Let ourn amare be the flame's;
And the kindle alway's be the same, as the light never dieth.


©Brandon nagley/Earl Jane nagley duo poem
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

I wilt montivagant over her lid's
Whilst I ooze out of mine shoe's;
A bulrush to surround us, breezing
Swaying to freedom's wind.

ii.

We art kin, trapped in another's being
But this trapped feeling is good, carved into wood;
Ourn name's, struck by lightning, hidden by flame's
All's amazing with her comfort, for her I hush.

iii.

Silence is all I needeth, as I stareth to her guise
The sun waketh up, as her vintage reaches mine cup;
She's the core to all upward truth's
She's the reason to be alive.


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

i.

Let the quartz
yellow citrine floodgate's flappeth open;
Their connected to the hip's, up to mine sweet Jane's lip's
Leading to heaven, thither the celestial, she's an extraterrestrial.


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

i.

Without her I
Am naught;
With her
I am all.

ii.

Without her I
Am lost;
With her
I am found.

iii.

Without her I
Am in mine grave;
With her, I am free
Not a slave.

iv.

Without her I
Am in peril;
With her
I canst seeith, speaketh, breatheth, liveth on her holy water.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

Ensconce we shalt do
Queen so true;
In the new heaven, and new earth.

ii.

An epistle I do leaveth thee
By the portal of tangerine;
Wherein we shalt meet, hovering the satellite's.

iii.

We shalt during these moment's
Haveth epiphany's;
Of all knowledge, no wickedness, no enemie's.

iv.

As thou layest
Thine brow upon mine rib's;
I'll feeleth the holy spirit, engulf me in holy matrimony bliss.



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

i.

I slumbereth inside her soul
Whilst I glory amongst her gold;
There art treasure's there of old
As Angel's singeth hymn's of solomon.

ii.

Her spirit to me is a guide
Her eye's I sinketh in, slide;
From her Filipino Tagalog
I'll taketh a celestial ride.

iii.

Calm I am with her ambience
Embalmed I am, in her gladness;
I shalt swimmeth across the isthmus
To reacheth her, in the Asiatic distance.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication

i.

In the Aeonian of the lifetime's
We shalt formeth together;
Lifeline's.

ii.

We shalt be aesthete's
Museum enthusiast's;
Of chariot's, and cherub's.

iii.

Aeviternal through the ion's
Cascarilla of incense burning;
Smoke to riseth ourn hearth.

iv.

A catena of both of ourn novel's
The fireplace, wood gleamed;
Ourn silhouette's making love to the shadow's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/ Filipino rose dedication

Devout amalgamation
Into her vow's, I shalt court her;
By death or hell, I'll be at her well
Drinking from her holy water.


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

Abroad the mystical veil, neath me and mine queen's feet, firmament of wonder, a singing Nightingale. The Ring nebula, an escort in the ample ether;  none weather, to defeat ourn handheld excursion. Across we cameth, to an unlikely diversion; a black hole ******* the innard's of anything to it's course. Nothing couldst escape it, I hadst to saveth mine Reyna; I threweth mine rose to the side; the whirl pool galaxy, I jumped inside the abyss, none remorse. Tis, I hadst to protect her, from the unholy beast, it needed sacrifice, I Gaveth it mine life; so mine empress couldst liveth in peace. Though the end didst not draweth near, as the Stygian cavity sought; I Gaveth mine blood, for mine amare and wife, as the gloomy pit didst not realize, I was already a spirit. A spirit of love.


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

i.

She is becoming
As she hast ameliorated mine pang's;
Her radiance is chatoyant
She melt's mine thought's, with her dusk black and wet bang's.

ii.

Her bungalow is mine own
Bucolic and historically hidden;
We're passionate in ourn dwelling
The walls brushed with ourn amour', tucked between ceiling's.

iii.

Memorabilia she keepeth
Of her childhood in a small room;
I stareth at her adolescent memory photo's
Thinking God made her on the moon.

iv.

Feeling how blessed I am
With mine Jane, neath her plume's;
Her wing's stretch out, north to south
A defense from demon crew's.

v.

A exemplar to the Almighty architect
The embodiment to all mine livelihood;
She's the road to peace, from west to east
On mine knee's I looketh to her, I kisseth her feet.

For she's mine queen...........



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