i.

The breadth of her aura
Stretcheth like a veil;
From the philippines, she was created of tropical tree detail.

ii.

As one entereth her extrasolar city
Thou shalt findeth there's no need for the sun or the moon;
She is the light, the scintillate of star clustered room's.

iii.

Just beyond the river Jordan
Where stream's of heaven tint;
She's not for sale, she's the grail of the gate's of holiness.



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

She's whom I waketh for
Indeed, tis indeed;
She's mine mi amour'.

She's whom I breatheth for
Indeed, tis indeed;
She's mine Filipino girl.

She's God's messenger to thy world
Indeed, O' indeed;
She's mine diamond, gem, pearl.

She's for whom I liveth for
Indeed, tis indeed;
Mine queen Jane nagley, all that I need.


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

When all else faileth
Let me and thine own amour queen Jane;
Powerfully prevaileth.


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

i.

Buoyant, as bubbly toddler's, giggly as drunkard's on a midnight
Swoon. Though sober, ourn limb's limber, high as we osculate;
Her countenance is seductive, her saliva reproductive, none to crosseth ourn citadel; a playground carousel, ourn kid's to relate.

ii.

O' crème de la crème, the kalinaw that thou hast brought
The solace that I hath sought, awaiteth in thine intellect of light;
Beyond the grave's of death and fright, on a train, or just one
Flight, I shalt meeteth thee mine amare, between the bijou veil.

iii.

In novel's, In tale's, on bookshelves, in robust detail, when the fall
Arriveth, and the winter enter's, when Hades breaketh loose;
As the universe loses it's center, and the Cosmos goes to blood, as the planetoid's faileth, a letter in the mail, mine heart sail's.

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

i.

Mine Dame
Unfasten mine cream pigment barong;
Scuff the tiny button's, serenadeth me with Tagalog.

ii.

None need for baon
Where we shalt go is not strained by materialism;
This is not a place of Balaam.

iii.

Mother-naked, ourn quiddity's latched
None leviathan demonic's, no human electronic's;
Mine darling, hug closely, none murrain pain's to be hatched.

iv.

Mine foremost, drinketh with me
Amour's Buko juice as a toast;
A barkada of high-up angelic's to guide ourn ghost's.



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

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 just seeketh
For mine queen to be happy;
To be smiling and laughing
Lord, I beseech thee, to taketh her pain's, stick them on me.


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

O' Earl Jane nagley
For thee;
I shalt.

Be keelhauled
Tied to a rope;
With mine flesh torn off, for thee to be happy.

I shalt haveth mine head chopped off
By a two man blade saw;
Mine top flopping into the basket.

I shalt taketh the head crusher
Where mine eye's pop, mine teeth chatter;
As mine bone's caveth in on me.

Squeezed, I shalt be
Into the iron maiden;
Spike's pushing to mine *****'s, cruor to paint the town.

Mine rose, I shalt be staked for day's
Hot coal's to light the wood ablazed;
As the crowd's watching mine agony.

Mine angel, around the wheel
I shalt spin, joint's ripped, leg's to bend;
Humiliation to maketh me a mockery as I moan.

O' Earl Jane nagley
Seashore Scaphism wouldst erode me;
As the summer putrid shalt burn me, as insect's feast their table.


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

i.

Barefoot, the sod tickling ourn toe's
Aquamarine, cometh mine queen;
Down the trail's of immortality
We shalt go.

ii.

Long happily ever after
None more manacle's;
To fasten ourn wrist's
For we shalt be unimpeded, by eachother's kiss.

iii.

Let the other's wish
Who art jealous;
Of ourn vow's of dedication
This is reality, not some t.v station.

iv.

We shalt build a nation
Out of the Philippine's;
And Greece
Combined.

v.

A concoction of
The finest Misamis Occidental lambanog;
And the relish of
Thine own king's santorini assyrtiko white wine.


©Brandon cory nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/ Filipino rose dedication

If I'm
To dieth today;
Please telleth mine queen Jane
All of mine poem's art right here, displayed on mine page.

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