A true hopeless romantic doesn't care what others think
Of his one quadrillion poem's a day
For his (mi amour'.....)
It's not for them anyway's.......
As tis for her ...

As that's true love!!!
Just doing,
Not thinking....
And not caring what others may thinkest!!!!

Dear grave keeper if today mine heart is to expire
Telleth mine mi amour'
I haveth a hundred more poems for her in the top drawer,
By the Cologne and incense attire...

Dear grave digger if today mine soul doth leave
Please telleth me amare
I was always there
Tis for her in heaven ill be watching
As tis mine love for her wilt forever be...

Dear midnight caretaker if right now mine skin frails
Telleth mine rose
Mine love was unlike any she's known
For she doth knoweth
It was on a different scale.....

Dear mortician if mine eye's do close
Tell her I wanted to marry her
And us to be adorned
In angel form
And black and white robes

Dear undertaker if this is the last time I writeth
Please telleth mine Spanish queen
She was mine dream,
Reality,
Amare
Amour
Mine only girl
Please telleth her sir.....

To meet me again
In that same cloud
The one around her moon...
On cloud number nine
In ourn special room.. .

Canst thou telleth for me sir.  ???

Thanks...
Brandon cory nagley .....



© Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

She's got me hooked
Like a fish on a hook,
Except I like when she hook's me
It's fun..  
And unlike a fish....
I dont feeleth any sting from the hook .....
And the bait get's sweeter in mine mouth,
By the second..

See if one was to seeith mine amare
Reading all the books she readeth
Any human being wouldst asketh,
Why doth she readeth all these books?

Well friend..
I canst telleth thou this..
She's an ser angelical,
She already knoweth heavenly knowledge....

She just likes to learn about the human race....

Ensoñación Astral, luna medianoche fein, Starbeam Etéreo, crema ungüento quemaduras solares, para aliviar el dolor amour ', tímido, chica inteligente ..... Mi amour tan divino, yo te habrás ama ......... hasta el final de tiempo ... '
( Spanish version)

( English translation)

Astral daydream, midnight moon fein, Ethereal starbeam, sunburn ointment cream, pain relieving amour', shy, intelligent girl.....Mi amour so divine, I shalt loveth thee.........til the end of time

I think daily to mineself
Am I dead?
Because I seeith a light in the DARKNESS,
Straight up AHEAD!!!
And in this dark tunnel
I seeith an angel in Latin dress,
She weareth a aureola
And a túnica of a goddess...
I feeleth mineself flotador allured to her smile
Her marrón cabello didst swayeth
To mine finger's that reached out for her stranded wilds...
Her magnet labios brought me sweet juice
Her nectar of God
Released me from mine tomb

If I must waiteth one thousand millenniums
I'll wait a million more
For mi amour,
I'll hangeth around like a romantic antependium......

If I must be just a friend
As she wanteth,
I'll continue as that.
Because ourn love is unearhtly....

I shalt not walketh away
Or find another
No need to gaze for one
When we haveth eachother....

And if I haveth to telleth the queen
Mine love over and over again.
I shalt continue to do so,
Even if she only wants me as a friend!!!

And though still friends
I know it's much more,
For tis shes not others,
For she's mine mi amour'...

And when doubts shalt rattle
And pound to her door,
I'll kick those DEMON'S out
With a poem for her every second...!!!!!

Tis every second
Every minute
Every hour
Every day
Every year
Every last breathe I haveth I  WILT POUR MINE HEART OUT ON THIS SITE LIKE NOONES EVER SEEN OR KNOWN!!!!!!!

May God protect mi amour'
In the trials and tribulations she's facing,
May God leadeth her beside still waters
Wherein the other Angel's canst showeth her,
Her placing...

As tis I wilt guideth her,
For she is not alone...
I was her guidance many life-ages ago
And still wilt be on her side to helpeth her grow...

Shes simply.....

****
Sweet
A delight
Heavens treat...
A cherub,
A serpahim,
A chariot
Of heavens plum....
A cheribum,
A reader,
An angel
Past life soulmate and mine greeter...
One of woes
And stressed
Worries
She invests in...
Thinketh to much just as me
For tis I'm her,
For we art free.
She's unbound to worldly knowing
She's her own show...
Halo on her head
Close thine eyes when she glows!!!
Though open thy eye's
When thou want to seeith,
Everything heàven offer's
She healeth me when I bleedeth...
She's, mine
Mi amour
Mi amare
Mine child
So fair,
Alluring
Appealing,
Charming
Dazzling,
Delicate
Delightful
­Elegant, fragile
Insightful,
Helper
Of others,
Sister
Lonely
As her feathers...
She hast wing's
She flappeth them at night.
When her moon cometh out
Her worries turn bright.
Gorgeous
Graceful
Giving
Unwasteful,
Marvelous
Pleasing
M­aketh me wait
She's teasing
Splendid
Stunning
Superb
Poetic words of her's art flowing and running.....
She turneth me on
She maketh me see
Everything I wanted before
In a lost boys dreams...
Though I've told thee
I kneweth her from lightyears away,
When wilt she maketh me hers?
I guess I'll have to wait ..
Though I'm not patient,
For her I shalt be....
Because that's true love...
Waiting on thee......


©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry

How canst I remembereth earth?
Because whenever I talk to her,
I'm in heaven....
I forgot this planet
On may 28th
2015...
On that day,

I left earth by first class flight....