i.

Atop of Mount Sinai
Pious place noone goeth;
Sentinel's keepeth watch
Just in case the Devil showeth.

ii.

I came to an emanation
As the lambent dreweth me near;
She was wearing islander garb
She cometh from afar, not from here.

iii

She explained she was visiting
With the other angelic's inside;
I dropped and I fainted
From tis her beauty I didst cry.

iv.

As tis the squamous underworld master's
Came up from their woeful sleeping;
Mine luminescence bearer held them back
I couldst heareth them yelp, mine body began shaking.

v.

And whilst I was quivering
The rock's began to shaketh;
I kneweth mine queen was unearthly
For tis she saved me, and she fleweth me off, as hell quaketh.




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