i.

Dulcet darling
Thine eloquence represent's Efflorescence;
Felicity unbound.

ii.

Glamour flambeau
Queen of mine soul;
Dip me in thine heavenly fountain.

iii.

Harbinger of the future
Nurse to mine suture's;
I liveth to ourn vow's.

iv.

Mine lagniappe
I shalt imbue thee;
With mine spirit energy, as we overtake the darkness by light.



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

i.

In sheol, I lifted mine view atop me; wherein the cave was a dreary scene, fixture's and antique beam's screamed of the hopelessness in this sump.

ii.

A preternatural shimmer, bursted this chthonic picture; the demon's betwixt me and her hunched. Her brigandine of Filipino shine, yoked into mine synapse.

iii.

Mine carrion shook, into the nook's, she slipped me through sheol's crack's. The earth above, I was taken up to, seeing all, I felt a calm, from this seraphim of tribal awe.

iv.

She saidst " Brandon ive come, to giveth thee mine protection " I felt a rush of her touch; direct ressurection. I healed instantaneously, as mine soul finally found it's other half.


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

i.

Her chocolate eye's
Wherein creation lies;
A place with gate's
With supernatural fate.

ii.

A dining plate
I won't be late;
Swigging her aura
Thus feeling great.



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

i.

Thou always sayeth
Thou art not good enough love;
Though thou hath saved mine life.

ii.

Thou always sayeth
Thou aren't beautiful enough love;
Though every man flocketh to thee, and thy sight.

iii.

Thou always sayeth
That thou doth not do enough love;
Though thou hath given me the heaven's.

iv.

Thou always sayeth
That thou art the blessed one;
Though it's me, who's free by thee, I must claimeth.

v.

Thou wilt always sayeth it's thee most
As tis I wilt sayeth back, me more;
Forever we wilt liveth, on eachother's amour'.



©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

The definition
Of happiness to me;
EARL JANE NAGLEY.



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

i.

Once upon a time, in the interweb of H.P
Betwixt technology's advance, wherein all us poet's dream;
I met a queen, a tan skinned Filipino rose
I kneweth her from before formation, we got conjoined by toe's.

ii.

Friend's only at first, she was always there to listen
Though in love the whole time, an angelic preordained invention;
Both to shy, to cometh out with ourn realest affection's
Though mine spirit was screaming telleth her, I got her attention.

iii.

After us both in focus, and this hellish step-stool left behind
We both, like past life ghost's, made ourn amour' as sweet wine;
And now and forever, until the end of tommorrow, and time
We shalt forever fasten ourn specter's, now all maketh sense fine.

iv.

Many thinkest eternal living doth not exist, after ourn death
Telleth that to me and earl Jane nagley, as we shalt flyeth;
Ourn wing's wilt glideth, the moon's, atmosphere's, and star's
God is ourn guider, the angel's sit beside her, as I feeleth whole

                                            In mine heart.



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

i.

An engineer of amour
Artificer of fine craft;
Abundant in moral class.

ii.

Alongside her
Astral hierarchy;
Tis, she's mine monarchy.

iii.

Fain, I taketh her cape
Made of foreign swathe;
Mixed with Filipino grape's.

iv.

Not slave's
Unrestricted with eachother;
Messenger's to thy planet, created under the milky way's feather.

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

i.

I shalt venerate her
In all of mine hour's;
Given I was a gift
A rose budded tower.

ii.

She is aloft
The stellar scope;
Prosperous I am
With her as mine hope.

iii.

To live without her
I canst not;
Alleluia I recite
In her quintessence, her spirit I'm locked.



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

Like pop rock's
When she saidst she loveth me;
I jumped out of mine body
As mine pneuma went thither the nebulosity.



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