i.

Mine otherworldly ethereal
I seeith thineself so desolate;
For thee to smile again
I shalt be pecked by crow's, cut to bit's.

ii.

Kilig bringer to mine belly
Purpose to mine well-being;
Ill taketh all thine past blemishes
I'll dieth a million death's, for thine jubilation to forthbring.

iii.

Definition to life itself
Mine bride, soon to be;
Greatest thing is mine queen
Thou art already a wife to me.

iv.

When thou feeleth
That the rope is best;
I'll taketh that twine
Around mine own neck.

v.

So when thou art bottommost
Down in the pit's of hell;
Just remember I'm coming to freeith thee
As I'll replaceth thee with me, I'll taketh thy cell.



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

When mine Reyna is down
I serenadeth her;
With freestyle poetry
Singing amour, loud.



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