i.

Society keepeth their amour' in a box
Hidden, unrevealed, secretive, locked;
Me and mine Jane, shalt be open as a flame,
As on mine knee's I peck upon her toe's;
Again and again.

ii.

In the midday hour's when her back and neck get's sore
Mine fingertip's shalt caresseth her epidermis;
With sultry emollient, from her head to her feet.
I rubbeth in deep, as tis she shalt falleth asleep
As the best massage she's ever hadst,
Put's her into a trance in mine hold:
In peace she slumbereth,
Into a romantic kingdom
Stacked with ourn affection's gold.

iii.

Over an hour-plus thirty minute's,
Mine sweaty Palm's art tender;
Though it was all worth it
To mine queen mine soul surrendered;
Entering in her shuteye, I entered in locking ourn leg's, head's, arm's: closely cuddling-pillow's feathered.
Here at this moment, nothing else in the world mattered.



©Brandon Nagley
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry

my whole heart is full of bliss;
i didn’t think i’d ever fall again
but, here i am, with your arms around me
faintly mumbled words spoken by another man

the first time he was telling lies,
if i am deceived again,
then love isn’t for me…

although if you really care
than you will never have to worry about a thing
i am a fighter and now we’ll dance to the tune of our own life; together.

love and art, 1991

henk holveck

I had a dream about someone last night.
About being wrapped up
In tree trunk arms
That we're not encased in bark
But rather some warm,
Soft skin
That would graze up against my cheek.
I dreamed of how their rose petal lips
Would search for my face in the dark,
And how their words would end up resonating in my head,
Like when you howl into the black of a cave
And it screams back to you.
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
But I also dreamed about
My journals burning.
My thoughts,
Sketches,
And lists.
All crumbled,
Spread into ashes
And then gone with the wind.
I dreamed of
Leaping ten feet into the air
And coming down so fast and hard
That I broke every bone in my body
And they couldn't put me back together again.
Now,
I'm sure you can say that the last two dreams mentioned
Weren't dreams,
But rather
Nightmares.
But what about the first one?
Knowing that it will never happen?

We're born alone and we die alone, yeah, but I'd like to die in love with you. Life means nothing, but you mean something to me. Back into the dirt we go, but I want to go alone in your arms.

i.

Next to the seashore
Of Boracay beach;
Seahorse's oscillate
To the turquoise seep.

ii.

Dawn turneth dusk
As the firefly's light;
The hole's in the sky
Burning brightly, heaven's sight.

iii.

Mine inamorata valentine
Covered in seasalt salve;
Out of the deep blue
She arise's from the shell's.

v.

Walking toward's me
Coming mine way;
We lay upon ourn blanket
Whilst cuddling, reminiscing the day.



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

I live for these mornings
Waking up,  tangled up with you.
Its so surreal knowing that all my dreams have come true.

There is no way to describe the way you make me feel inside.
So much bliss I could have died and went to heaven,
Yet, I've never felt so alive!

It kills me to pull away,  when I must leave you for the day. 
I wish that I could stay forever in the warmth of your embrace.

I count the seconds when I'm away, yearning to be back where I belong, dreaming about kissing your face and hearing your heartbeat like a song.

I'm sorry you fell for such a selfish girl
I wish I knew how to show you that I care
Because I care I do
I think I love you
I wish I weren't so selfish
So I could show it
Because my heart beats for you
I want to be that girl for you the one you need
The one that knows how to show she cares
I wish I could be that girl for you
Because your that guy for me
You give me everything and more
Even when I dont deserve it

Happiness is

cuddling with your best friend

on a snowy day

and finding that

the only emptiness inside you

is where the pain used to be

I would love for you to kiss me
Kiss me how I could actually feel it.
Feelings might not be mutual
But agreements are out the door
Just because that door is closed
The kissing door isn't

I want to feel your lips graze mine
I want to feel them in me
I would love for the kiss to end up
With the both of us intertwined
Like that one night
When I never though I'd feel that kind

That kind of chemistry in bodies
Unlike the ones I can feel in lobbies
I want your hand to hold mine
It's terrible that this isn't the right time.

its funny to think that this time
last year
you were nothing but a stranger
and now im here curled up in your arms like child
i never could have guessed that i would fall in love with your laugh
or your smile; or every single thing about you
last year i never stopped to think that i would be the one to fall for the colours of your autumn eyes
but now i stand here; wrapping my arms around you
breathing in your breathe and kissing your lips
but this time
last year
i had nobody but myself
and now im cuddled up against your chest listening to the lullaby of your heartbeat.
breathing in your scent of warm chai tea and summer
but last year i was alone
look at us; strangers who found each other in the course of 24 hours
and last year
i wouldnt have stopped to talk with you
its funny how much can change in just 365 days.