i.

Planet doom
Is on it's final breath;
Though, I shalt be safe
In mine reyna's nest.

ii.

A nest made from
Blood and pulsing;
Whilst her carbuncle
Connecteth with me, entrancing.

iii.

She hast saved me
From me;
She delivereth me
From devlish seed's.

iv.

As she giveth me mine need's
Any king couldst desire;
She's mine Filipino rose
The light to mine soul, mine fire.


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