She condiments me with comrade memories,
Implant tendencies,
She leaves kisses where they truly do not belong!!
Her conception of life is all not right,
Her rhythm grooves slowly to all close and distant songs!!!

Confessions colorful,
Dark,
No priestess comes with her package!!
Her smell soo beautifully shelled,
Soo anxiously dressed and ravaged!!!

Her composite exposes deep space in Hubble's view,
Distant, so different ,
Her masterpiece complexion always pulls thou through!!!!

Unearthly ecstasy!!!!

She rapture's you,
Captures you to immense pleasurezone clouds!!!

Higher than harping angels,
Elegant elements stuck together all mangled!!

Elevator of eminence!!!

Her elecution elopes me,
Elusive love'lorn,
Skin fragiled,
Easily sunburns!!!!

Patchwork undescribeable,
Redundant rhetoric sparse,
Her lips parched until yours have made their move!!!

No tameness fits her being,
Wild child by night,
Tangible are her meaning's!!!!

Tediously I wait in the temptious incarnate craft,
Waiting,
Waiting on her love!!!!

Her irresistibility!!!

In limbo I stay lienient as only mine own limitations will let me!!!!

Wait a second,
This is all a sanguine hallucination!!!!!

Sleep
In dream land
Where things may be dreams
But also reality as well

Best of both worlds!!!

i.

Even though
we hath not talked much in the past  few day's;
i still tasteth thy taste
and pictureth thy face.

ii.

Even though lately
i hath not heard thy voice;
It Ring's in mine head
awaken's me with sound so choice.

iii.

Even though
it might be a whilst since again we canst talk;
ill be waiting for thee mine queen, if thou wilt wait for me
im not leaving anywhere, i belongeth to thee only......

For im forever Your's........



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

The promise of vexation hath come to me again
It fills mine worries
And delights me as kin..

To wanteth just ones all
From beginning to end
To stand in a hall
Of marital bliss....

To look up ahead
To ***** on below
None others let in
Just two lovers made whole.....

A chandelier madeth of obsidian
Dusk as ourn floor's
Righteous opal
For mine mi amour

Nothing asunder
Just wonder's of polite
The cat's eye moonstone
A splendid insight......



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

I hadst to let go of mi amare
She didst not belongeth to me
As I must admit...  

She cheated on me with her orbed crescent......

i.

Soaring, exploring,
Holding onto her
Pinion's;

ii.

Glory O' glory
I'm inside her
Dominion;

iii.

On the third story
Inside of her
Heaven;



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)

Everytime when she cryeth
And one of her angelic tear's fall,
A feather falleth off her wing's
Everytime her pain is recalled....

So I make mineself a clown
Just to seeith her happy,
And I giveth her one of mine plume's
To keep her smiling, uplifted, and and laughing!!!

As tis her tear's falleth, from her moon to the planet
That's how earth gets its oceans, from her watery magnet's,
So I go to those blue sea's, where her mourning hath brought floods, I collect them in a jar, to remind me of her love....

I cry in the same jar, whenever I feeleth her pain
Just because I want to connect, to mine queen every day,
So daily do I feeleth her lachrymal wailing's,
Though I'd taketh every pain, fire flooding, and DEATH by hanging....

Just to giveth her comfort, inside her trapped head
I'd telleth the king to taketh me, set her free instead...
So off with his head, screamed the universal king...
I did it for mi amour', for she's mine everything!!!!

As tis now she's happy, free and Alive upon her moon
I Gaveth that king beast mine head, for her to dance her tune,
As tis I shalt watcheth over her, yet when she thinks I'm not around....
I shalt still catcheth her tears, when her tear'***** the ground....

Her angel dust,
                          giveth me moon beam ******!!!

calice timide, débordé par évanouissement ourn, un château lointain pour nous entourent, un manifeste de tombes romantiques ourn!!!!( french version)

English version-
Shy chalice, overflowed by ourn swoon, a distant castle to surround us, a manifest of ourn romantic tombs!!!

Lead turns into a lighter here,
While corruption blackens the fuse,
Nothing hospitable,
The buried Now are liveable to the factors of badge and gruel!

Exuberance of pallets line ten down each row,
What a sight to see being so chained down.

Cardiac pains,
Silent to creep upon Stiller's,
An encore for real life movies,
Yet this mine friend, is the dominant thriller!!!!!

Bland supervision ruins ones child play,
What beauty is on the outside?
Doth thou remember oh bill paying citizen?

Now where doth thou stay futile servant?
Pervertist,
Comrade to systematic function!!!!

Colleagues betray thou for midtown luncheon?

Do many perturb you to greatest of all lengths yet?
Didst thou trade in dead money for thine new raincheck?

Predecessor's are predatory, tenants of hatred filled temples.....
Art thouest them?
Or art thou thyself?
Thy theatrical artista!!!!!!!!!!

Crystaline butterfly
Giveth me a ride upon thy opiatic pinion's
For ournselves to be minion's
Of one another's obeisant homage!!!!

                                 As a castleview of god
                   We shalt swoon in primordial moonlight!!!

A lint roller I use to roll off all thine loneliness that clings to me!!!

Why do I sit here lurking as a predator for his prey? Lord, when shalt night turn to day, and wine filleth this emptied soul? No false commandments, no entrampments, just leathers of hers and mines skin. Glossy eyed kids!

Two ******* I may layeth this wearied head upon, wherein wild beat psalms and psalterys light the mark! Passify me thou buried amongst women, for everythings been taken, just crumbs to be left. Digest!!!!! I can't more swallow, for now is ending sorrow of a trophy not had!!!!

Primavera español, defensor de la luna y los árboles, me da respiro, déjame sentir esa tierna brisa !!! ya que sólo es ¿puedes tú que me da la vida !!!    ( Spanish tongue)

(English tongue)

Spanish spring, advocate of the moon and trees, give me breathe, let me feel that tender breeze!!! as only it is thou that canst giveth me life!!!

Matriarch's
Patriarch's
Duo chalices
Goblet palace's
No danger
No fear of strangers
Hush agápi̱
Kiss mine countenance
Parade me in innocence
Bathe me in labyrinth
Daze me in gelid bliss
I'm right here
Please dont miss
Mine soul connecting to thy own
Smother me with thy perfume
Lock me in thy dungeon
Solitary room
Blindfold me in tulle
Handcuff me in beau
Scratch me to excitement
Nibble gentle to enticement
As Spain shalt I find out
How the Sol shalt rise and drop
Make mine heart flop
Taketh me in
Forgive me with thy mercy
Forgive me of sins
For I'm not perfect amour'
Though I'll write these scripture's day by day
Wherein I'll showeth the world
For thee I do display
Im sorry if not good enough
But tis mine own way
To giveth the world a cherub
Wherein tomorrow's a better day!!!

Anomous snitching,
Tooth dead crinching,
The Grinch has made his way in!!
Talk of the town,
What's made is yours,
And what's ours is yours.
You bee sting amongst the nest!!
Epeleptic symptoms turn the chairs of doctoria request!!!
Antsy fingers,
Written unspokeness,
While the ongoing brokenness rewrites history paradox sense!!
Repentance,
Repentance,
Jurrassic marmelade!
Giving up all your readiness for our creditless credit carded trades!!!
Grass root momentary,
Head stone obituary, you are soo lovely in day!!!
The weeds that pull wrap divinely,
Enter signification relieve all things timely...
Relinquishments own freshing!!!
Grads of the ages for a scripturetic blessing,
How seasonal this all is!!!!!!!!!
Four chambered mansion, hearts beats immaculate to sweets and treat's of sugar can value!!!

Where coffee rocks fall through open lace of white state rags....

I hear the thunder roarin' in,
No literally there's a storm on the horizon!

                                 Hope it sweeps me to heaven!!

Anyone canst be a interweb lover
Yet whilst thou make it a reality?
Anyone canst be a typewriter buddy,
Yet whilst thou pick up thy fingers and dial?

Such a loss and disconnection this world has taken on as a mask!

Hopeless romance!!

Watching the world slowly commit suicide....

I met the oldtiming hentchmen 
At the oldtime lonesome gallows
Tied the rope mineself
And jumped the wooden shadblow!!!

A king with no queen
He stand's in his castle;
Of celestial thing's.

A beau with none candle's
To lighteth his black room;
Moribund he lies, awake to his tomb.

A knife and a spoon
To chop at his skin;
He left all behind, for one to cometh in.

An axe to his heart
Stake to his brain;
Promises himself, not to look for any queen again.

Though he still wishes
For hopeless romance;
He dies alone daily, a regular prance.

Prancing his garden
Up upon the English hill;
Now he's forgotten romance, as him others hath killed....


©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Brandon nagley

In the game of life and death
DEATH always WINS!!!

Ignis fatuus reverie
Vigil me in mine torpor
Douse me in voltaic lava
Be mine mi amour'

Facade me in thy fancy
Include me in thy life
For a king I'm trying to hand thou
For a queen to be mine wife!!!

Compose me to mine worries
**** this juice up off mine tongue
Where honey bees and huckleberry
Floweth well,
And wherein dry doth not run!!

Garb me in the coffin
Observe the beast I am
Unslave me from mine shackles
Say I do, I'll say I'm your man!!

Such adhesive slugs to **** the blood of advocate beings,
Amiss extinct classiness,
None more is around!!!

Industry smokestacks line the insubordinate intellectuals,
Where perpetuals deal!!!!

Irritable bowels rumble,
Tumble to irriversable steel!!!

Kidnapper of kinded phenomenals,
Journals to all biographies,
Juvenile junction games of fallen pained dominoes!!!

Tallons sharper than tatted guns,
Wherein spears go through thy side,
To draweth out thine unholy water!!!!

Sunglassed bringer of right and wrong,
Fiction has been dusked to nonfictional hostile!!

No komonoed kitten here purs,
No lamb to be put for all to gather!!!
No one may lather when none comes around....

No landmark amazement,
No mountainous town,
No linience,
None remembrance abounds to fulfill light footed doers!!!

The pagination of this story counterclocks distant ships emmersed stations,
Where some wherein are strange,
Where the faces you see are painted!!!!

All love,
No hatred!!!

Doth thou ask for a captains ship?
Or a tribal slaves boat?

Which part wilt thou sail among the islands of thy own kind!!!!!

Agraphas of celestial
Gone lost to agnostic theory
Blockage of truth
By rich men and blet disguise

Blight meanderers
Taketh and don't giveth
Sin liveth
On aching tongues to all defeat

Buck they needeth to be
Boiled in purest skim
Wherein they haveth newest of skin's
Refreshed by dyed fruit

Non talkers
To mutes
They cometh by packs
They weareth bookbags for college knowledge
Shocked by truth and fact

Cynic cyclonal's
Cyclical to life
Engulfed by confusion
Cut by their own knife!!

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

For did you know oh man of Durham isles, that this land was once wild? Storming of naturalist beauty!
Didst thou perfect your machines? As your greed comes pouring out of your pockets...
You turned bombs into rockets, and mind control among the crowd!
For the beast you worship, as secretive ceremonies you make Illuminati artwork in drag,
Cloaked as fad!
Glossal Intention's, sinful inventions you bring to your bilderberg tables, glochidiate your fable's!
Huzza your followers give you, clapping hands get's you turned on, trade your flags for guns oh nation bound to be buried, unashamed, untamed, lavished, not married!!!
Bandmen ride their red horses, as death draws her sword, boys turning to girls, and girls turning boys?
White noise!!!
You Judas of two thousand generation, for your **** and *******'s you've made your own commandment!!!
Abandonment.

As I poised the deserted western valley's,
Ten thousand feet above the billowing vapor,
Cactus to make as friends along the desolate berth,
I felt the curse......

Not just any old bane,

Yet as I glared off into the perception of that timeworn Gaia,

Between the red rock basin's,
I was vigilant of the indigenous people's indignation,
As I saw them, on horseback and bare foot tracking,
The backs marked by sweat, as tis their eye's spoke of prophecy
By blood and anguished expertise!!!!!

Their spirit was mighty in warrior sense,
No recompense should they gave, nor any to return the favor!!!
They yelled out to me ( Weeping willow) "you are welcome to be among us young one", as this voice quavered and cracked I replied in most happiest form,
" I see thou brother art porous"
As we both met eachother in the in-between down below the bottle shaped precipice!!!!!
As at the moment,
I gave them mine only water to help them extend their journey's!!!
I felt their longing,
Their yearning's rip me as mine soul became a joint dual to their own,
("Ourn province was perverted")  the chief said in an almighty thunderous inflection,
As in his shadowed reflection,
I saw all direction and ley-lines cross on the map of his face!!
("Ourn children and women were embezzled ") he mumbled amongst dusted breathe,
I gave him all I had left,
Also the crest from the falcon on hand.....
("For these strange swain have lost their own ways, and hath gambled with our's" ) in a fleeting tone of words he gave so vibrantly.....
As a moist tatter fell from both ourn facultie's,
We cultivated eachother in brotherly philosophy proficiency,
And I was high to be amongst their primordial efficiency,

The Superior with his Turquoise chaplet on
Had given me a serpent shaped prudence receptacle
As his espial he gave as exceptional spectacles!!!!

We blended as one beatific vertebrate!!!!

As they galloped off chanting consecrated hymn's,
I went mine own way,
Preaching and teaching,
Giving love as one teething,
Whilst the one's who lost themselves were still sleeping!!!

As I awoke them by the farsightedness of that wargripped forefather who had just split me,

I saw mineself in the middle of that boomtown,
Feet in motion,
Rain dance to glorious sound!!!!

With a squash blossom necklace to sway to mine neck!!!!

I had shown something new to these newly come arrivals,

"Something these people were once thought to think was " brutish animal behavior",
Now has embraced this sacred rain dance.....

As I continued to foxtrot,
Gravel and clay upon mine face
That serpent shaped box

The people of the metropolis had rollicked right aside me!!!

As they began to tear down the fences,
The trenches
The steel towers they have polluted with!!!

They put aside their guns
Made music with deity drum
And encamped the fire to hear me!!!

As it wasn't me who spoke......

Tis,
The map faced chief all along!!!

As a harmonious peace crept the red bottled cliffs!!!!!!

We dieth another day
Just to liveth tommorrow.......





©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

i

Afar blossom perennial, mine cataract vision needeth cleared,
For where art thou? Empress of cloud's, doth thou cometh near;
Mine child strained fear's, like perfume hang's the mist fog, mine kingdom needeth alignment, soul of wandering, into mine divine.

ii

Til' the end of the undying times, wherein poe's rhyme's matcheth thine kind, shine on like little diamond's to flutter mine heart that's untouched, greet me with thy fine lunch, meet me in dined brunch, the kerchief of mine spiced spirit to wrap thy lips.

iii

Strange devout bliss, posy sentiment so sprayed as such, like a brand new life, for the both of us; that special touch to maketh us shiver as trees that sway the off balanced coursing, thine toes to cure and curl, our tongue's to dribble in pearls, of ourn saliva.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

There are two different kinds of hopeless romantics
One keeps their romance behind padded walls
So others don't know what's going on

The other one is me
Who parades one openly
Hoist's her gracefully
On a cheribum seat feathered in gold
With a microphone in mine hand
Screaming

She's mine mi amour'
She's mine
She's mine queen
Leaveth her alone thou scowling dog's....

As tis I may maketh her embarrassed
During this process

She shalt thank me later
Privately behind those padded walls..

With an angel kiss
Upon mine wearied cheek...

Like lazurus, I was dead for a many long day's,
The queen cameth to greet me, to SAVETH ME from mine way's.
Her vibrant gleaming was beaming wherein mine body didst lay,
She put her hand upon me, wiped mine ****** face.
The cruor disappeared, tis I was made brand new,
The fourth day I awoke, I spoke for mine muse....
To telleth her I loveth her, and I needeth her to,
She fleweth me to heaven, in a chariot view....
Now we rest in the celestial's, sitting on rocket ship stool's,
Making stardust for children, whilst ourn abode is the moon...

As tis I've noticed
Ridicule cometh with being different
As tis ridicule doesn't hurt me
I actually like it now,
I never used used to like the ridicule of others
But now I'm glad to receive it!!!!
Just show's I'm not part of the norm
As tis,
I don't wanna be normal
Being "norm" is to normal for me...


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

"Angel Baby

It's just like heaven
being here with you.
You're like an angel,
too good to be true.
But after all, i love you, i do.
Angel baby, my angel baby.

Uh, uh, i love you,
uh, uh, i do,
no one can love you like i do.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh.

When you are near me
my heart skips a beat.
I can hardly stand on
my own two feet.
Because i love you, i love you, i do.
Angel baby, my angel baby.

Uh, uh, i love you,
uh, uh, i do,
no one can love you like i do.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh.

(yeh!)

Please, never leave me
blue and alone.
If you ever go,
i'm sure you'll come back home.
Because i love you, i love you, i do.
Angel baby, my angel baby.

Uh, uh, i love you,
uh, uh, i do,
no one can love you like i do.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh.
Uh

Oh beau
Didst thou giveth thy queen thine hand in marriage?
Or still seeketh thy holy sanctimony?

Belittled her thou did,
Gaveth her vinegar for water
And canker for bliss

What didst thou miss?

Didn't get on hands and knees,
Thou art no king,
A frog from devils thorn!!!

Thou lusted other babes
Thou ****** the milk of saddened parade
And gleathed at paramount illness..

Unwilling nit!!!!

Thou made a beast of her,
Thyself canst sleep for sure
For thine eyes will be ravaged from worldly apparel...

Dog of carols!!!!

Her optimism thou hath made pessimistic,
Thy mouth was shut, not all gifted
As her yen thou hath made a clown!!!

Eagerly loud...

Thy papyrus is now unmanaged
Thou art a glutton of ****** malice,
For thou hath despised her crying sheeks!!!

Thy perception is immodestly bleached!!!

                                      BOGUS CASSANOVA!!!!

Frosted ivory undivided wings
Bambino of new beginnings
Hummingbird Ching's,
Ornamentations to be as sidewalks
Brisk in mountain image
A dask
A dusk
A pull
A scrimmage.
Frilly tress amenity
Angels do come
Devils leave,
As Flambeau's do garnish so lively!!!
Pekoe from ourn bouquet redolence
Wild sinner's and innocent
Sparked by fuse of Muse's poet...
Ride it
Moan it
A perfume of new days Macy's!!!
Parched
Hazy
Yet sun blasts in with all perfection
For thy queen of ressurection hast risen me
As Christ was the third day!!!

Mine amour'
Dont leave mine amour
Mine amare
Don't grieve mine amare
Mine agapi
Tis mine heart agapi
Mine aimer
Dont sigh mine aimer
Mine grá
Don't cry mine grá
Mine Ame
Dont giveth into worldly attire mine Ame
Mine caru
I'm waiting today come again mine caru
Mine life
Mine soul
Mine treasure
Mine home!!!

Mine amour,'
Mi aimer

Whenever I heareth her voice
Or seeith her face;
I dehisce
Out of mine body, into holy grace.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication \Filipino rose dedication

Put the sheet over mine face
Mine life to leaveth, gone in a trace;
As ashes I'll turneth, succumbing to dust
Whilst looking down at the caretaker, this spirit soaring the dusk.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesone poets poetry

Takest me to the empyrean
Juncture; where none tears
Do ever fall, where human
Heart's never puncture.

Takest me to the railway,
Where men art free,
vunestasleek;
unfettered
Hands.

Takest me where eternal
Water's art sipped by
The daughter's of
Holy men.

Takest me to glory's
Roof, loves not aloof;
In the kingdom of
Saint's.

Takest me, O' takest
Me, where no-one
Screams, where
No blood is seen,
Where life's not
Faint.

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry

Agrestial highway's, an agora of light's
Mine carrion shalt release its brawn,
Pushing the deceiver's and devils aside
I shalt awaken to the new dawn,
With Thorn's on mine head, dispensing mine own shine
The moon to guideth mine steps, the sun to glass mine eye's,
Às at the end of this deathly hole
I'll meeteth mine own cherub who awaiteth me, a cherub of flight

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

Where is the palliation? Parochial visions of blank t.v's fuzzed by all Excruciation!
Paradigms of paradoxed love all come around secretly, yet I see them in plain sight. Panacea night's broken to hot bedded springs, parsimonious money launderer's pocket's grow, while children die to sing!!!
The paucity of romancers so pensive to me, perennial, bicentennial blows strong onto every sneeze...
A perfidy of things so strange, word's of slang, to ghetto walls of brick!!! Eye's glued, bomb's on the move with shells from mistakened and sick....
Why so many pojoritive scholar's I ask? Ties to their neck's, with shutgun shells ready to blast....
Perjury of judges, to Schemer's and dreamer's of pernicious luggage....
Where can I find such one who won't make me their perquisite? One to replenish me,
One who shall satisfy me whole as I them!!!!!!!
To an ancient beautiful feast!!!

Sometimes,
We must let ourn birds go free
Free
So they canst not be hurt no more by us!!
Free
Soo we ourn own selves can become a better person in the meantime!!!
Free
Hoping that when they shalt return
And if they shalt return
Thou canst be the one
That thou needeth to be
And wants to be for that person!!
Someone who canst fill all their wishes
And not bring them sorrow nor pain
But to showeth them thy truest self
To showeth them a better person
Once again!!

And though it may **** us
Tis
They do not understand
It's because we love them far to much
To bring hurt to their behalf!!

Tangible,
I seeketh one

Temperate,
I seeketh none

Tenacious,
Reciprocal conundrum

Transient,
I needeth one to stay

Tout me,
In night and day

Trepidation,
Has spanked me hard

Taciturns,
Come by large

Sonata surrealism turned reality
That I seeketh!!!!

Mosaic made by ourn own renaissance,

Sculpted together by the hands of god!!!!

A weary face stareth back at us all,
Giants grow tall where thy small minded are casted!!!

All concept to be trapped in our man made prism's!
Such derision is unanswered,
The gardenmen and planters make grow all thou conceiveth today!!!!

Love seekers to slaves,
What's the difference in its core?
Some cry out for extras,
While Heartbreakers taketh more!!!!

More of nothing left!!!

A thief to their theft,
A liar for every aching tounge!!!

Unappeasable audiences,
Bookies seek out bondmaids for their own descretion!!!!
Non completion soo cunning to these lusted cumulaters!!!!

Damsel,
Where art thou?

Elyptic in thy writings?
I proceed!!!

Laughing to bleed,
Or bleeding to die?

Electrode pulses bypass what's become of us,
Eristic flumes travel fluctuating rooms,
Where thy keyhole has no fit!!!!!

Acidic spit lines the dried out apertures,
They yawp ,
They count,
But add nothing to their foulard writings!!!!!

Wherein the Angel's dieth
The world doth cryeth;
And the world doth falleth
Wherein the Angel wings don't flyeth.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Amour'
Thyself shouldst knoweth
That thou art mine only queen,
No other soul to me belongeth....
Thou belongeth to me,
As tis I to thee,
Thou hath shown me heaven,
Thou hath set me free,
So please believe
Thou art what I want,
No other queen hast got me
Only thee mine amare of whom I want.
Heareth me?
I'll sayeth this again!
(Thou art who I want)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not them!
I am on mine bended knees for thou,
Canst thou seeith this?
I need thee in all vows!!!!
So just so thou knoweth,
It's only THEE whom I want
No other woman hath caught mine eye's
Their just false wordly front's,
But thou art real
Not another being,
I am thou lover
As thou art me
So before thou wilt believeth I want another
Guess what amour'?
Me and thee were made for eachother...
So no more questions,
Of course I ask them as well ,
So I canst talk!!!
For feeling how thou wilt feel....
But again it's only thee
The queen who's got mine heart
I seeith noone else
I seeith thou and me
Us
Ournselves......

I loveth thee mine queen
NOONE ELSE!!!!
Tis,
I'll sayeth it again
It's THEE whom I wanteth,

Noone else....



©By Brandon cory nagley
©Lonesome poets Poetry- creator/logo

Maxwell House jars
To punches traded for a planetary
Mars of all cleaved rock and desperation!!!

All sarcastic inspiration
Commemorates the deeding mobsters!!!

Hogger's mincing
Cahiers tinting
Grocery bag giveaways!!!

Make it tomorrow
Soldier
And thou might make it today!!!

Enjoy thy livings
Enjoy thy stay

For vacation is noones attire!!!!

Shelter in stormy lands
What is thy quilt?
Thou sheriff of sheen filth!!!!

Serene sessions
Cometh quickly and go,

Receiving to know one
In all and all in one!!!

Trigger fingers art ready to squeeze
Closer we gasp into the sun!!!

Earthly breeze
Middle earth ones!!!

How damning it is thou extorter....

Thou loiterer
Of pale grey cold nighted sweets!!!

Nose of fire
Deckage of wires
To fathomed Kodiak's
Of ink jets !!!

Wake up call hast finally sounded
Panther eye's wait to swindle!!!

Release knowledge
Release power of the toes
That fit in the sandal!!!

I shalt waiteth
One billion years
One billion fears
One billion tears
To haveth mine (mi amour')

Instead of this site's name to be hellopoetry.com
It shouldst be,
ERROR-500-badserver.com



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

I saw the shining in the dusk distance
Mine Spanish mi amour' levitating
Hovering
Glowing
Above planet earth
Just checking in on me...