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John Loving Iii Poem
beneith the phantoms of the deep
a wretched grave yard where love sleeps
all but forgotten loves of time
covered in fiction, rumors and lies
decay did whither their werry bones
and unrest bothered their hearts left alone
suicide and murderous mist
malace and for thought of a poisonous kiss
for each they sailed the sea of love
clear skies and ocean above
below lost vessels that once rode the sea
smothered by waters that pulled down deep
trusting the ship they begged to sail
where calm sea's often become strong gails
and tossed are sailer to and fro
from the bow to down below
suffering what they didn't know
the sea's anger and ability to show
Is there a god to which can be prayed?
where is Poseidon, can he be paid?
for safe passage through the rocks
take from us this state of shock
where every wave would cover thee
and silence prayers and every plea
certian distruction awaits this ship
being torn asunder by natures grip
thunder peels across dark skys
like a truth it is a light
but darkness denies it's pressence still
lightening cannot change the will
where fears would scare, the sailor steals
tighten the ropes secure the sails
love demands the highest price
certian risk and sacrifice
the abyss has claimed a myriad of lives
who's death for love was satisfied
sailing on the sea of love
glimpsing the phantoms from up above
a sad sanity can calm the sea
and then rage takes over and destroys what be
we cannot hide from love what love see's
the bigger the ocean the deeper the sea
the deeper the love the bigger the greif
no matter who or what they be
the ship is the hostage of the sea
you can sink in it's depths or to its shore flee
there is always a risk when you tempt the sea
and there is always a grave waiting for thee
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as gentle as a summer breeze
my love it begs you on it's knees
as soft as fur on those that purr
i whisper in your ear sweet words
as sweet as berries on your tongue
inside your heart a bell is rung
as sure as change is bound to come
an undying love my heart is won
as loud as thunder my heart wonders
can your love be really true
as vain as pain which i have gained
my worries about what she'd do
as wrong as sin not trusting begins
and rumors start flying from mouths of friends
as soon as one cracks with a terrible act
then ferocity and raging comes in
as you are standing on the side of me
no distance is aware of my resistance
as heart forgets its rhythm, my sighs do long to touch
emotions prevail this longing unravels my senses
as to, dare i say, how much a single touch awakens me?
a love so pure as this I have not known
as i trust your arms to teach me of this love
i no longer hear the gossip or the whispers
as you take my breath away on winds of change
a true blue sky above the color of our love
as it casts a light into your eyes and anchor mine
if this be sin then let me cast away my stone
as for my soul it is willing to pay the highest price
god has cast a dye our love is not to be denied
come lover hold me tight, long into the night.
Written by: Vienna Bombardieri & John H. Loving III Dec. 04, 2011
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2012
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John Loving Iii Poem
ever somewhere in my soul
it burns
the lashes of the whip
that forces me to learn
that i had touched
the thorn of your rose
the puncture was deep
and the sting still grows
part of my psyche
tries to forget
but the sting of the incident
is like the lash of the whip
into my ears the
loud pop went
when ever i'm reminded of the
message you sent
in shame i cannot look
into your eyes
they won't tell the truth
they'll only tell lies
how can i reclaim
my wondering soul
that refuses to leave you
even though i'm gone
and your soul that i thought
i had in exchange
suspiciously missing
isn't that a shame
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locked in a smile
are secrets untold
reality waiting for love
to unfold
anxiously waiting are words
that are kept
inside my heart
to an unknown depth
for unto you i give my eyes
for my eyes there is
no greater prize
for unto you i give my ears
for each utterance and
every syllable it hears
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John Loving Iii Poem
locked in a smile
are secrets untold
reality waiting for love
to unfold
anxiously waiting are words
that are kept
inside my heart
to an unknown depth
for unto you i give my eyes
for my eyes there is
no greater prize
for unto you i give my ears
for each utterance and
every syllable it hears
locked in a smile
are secrets untold
of lips that would kiss you
and hands that would hold
arms that would embrace
if you grew cold
to give you my heart
is my highest goal
a love everlasting
as we both grow old
locked in a smile
are secrets untold
of love that reached
all the way to the soul
in you i'd place my loyalty
in you i'd place my fate
in you i'd place my honor
in promises and vows of faith
you are a restless spirit
a plague inside my mind
invading every inch
and every minute of time
locked in a smile
are secrets untold
of how you are my heaven
and how you are my hell
my mind paints pictures
of me loving you so well
yet i wait for the day
when i'm brave enough to tell
wishing you felt the same
that would be so swell
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Were not men strong
and women beautiful
Children adorable
and old men wise
Were not tyrants evil
and angels good
Dogs faithful
and prophets misunderstood
Were not the stars named
and world divided
Hearts claimed
as God decided
Were not the races proud
and thunder loud
Hearts broken
and the valued stolen
Was not the world wicked
and entrance, a ticket
Hopes shatered
and time a barrier
Were not words wasted
and defeat tasted
Dreams untrue
and offers with drew
Are not ledgends taken in time
and hero's made slaves to wine
Certian disasters
and life no longer mattered
Are not moments made
and powers magnificently displayed
Salvations delayed
while the guilty repaid
Were not inventions made so fast
and made obsolete in recent past
Invention oblivion
they were newly made but didn't last
And did not time travel slow
measured by faces that turned old
Death decays
as the trees of our generation sway
Were not we all given a choice
to listen to that still small voice
Discision made
ignorant or proud all that you
allowed
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2013
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three years ago today
i still regret you went away
though tears have dried
and crying stoped
you seemed to live within each drop
the words i use everyday
three years ago from today
i cry for you this very way
today's no different from anyday
i mintioned you on many days
and touch the things with death
you gave
i wish the wish i always have
to be with you as i once had
i haunt the places you use to be
how i got there is a mystery to me
not by my power but maybe Gods
these three years have been real hard
beggining with you my greatest loss
what could i gain that you it cost
today is the day i could go mad
and tell them all that i was sad
today a day to destroy myself
but concentrate on something else
today's a day for me to use
to show the world my bitter blues
but prove a fool for love sake
as if three years it did'nt take
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My hurt that can't be seen
The pain that came
At the end of my dream
It's presense, a horrible thing
I want to let go
But it just seems to cling
It's maker, still walking around
Unaware of my worries
How hard I feel down
I need to hate
But love gets in the way
It holds my rages and makes me to
stay
Am I the fool
That you want me to be?
It isn't cool what was done to me
What should come
At the end of a dream?
When the star has been broken and
ruined the theme
I will survive
But just this one thing
I'm letting go if you can't fix this
dream
(Dedicated to Colleen Bono)
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What counts as a cry
Is it screaming yelling
Or just a tear in one eye
Memories recall a day gone by
Principles and traditions record
Something why?
Something small but small things
add up. The moment comes
when we count the stuff.
And were captured by emotions
deep inside
And the present makes connection
in our lives
When we notice the price
that was paid
To see the precious thing
that one gave
To hear the tale
Or wittness the facts
The silent resolve
of one sacred act
By a mother
or a would be wife
We know the implications of life
The sacrifice that was made
for none other than you
Over a life time
Or one single use
Then comes the realization
that screams so loud
One single second
in a silence slowed down
A look with an unseeing eye
Something that bloomed
in the mind
A simple reminder
of a very old sorrow
In life is happiness but sadness
surely follows
Then it rings like a bell
With one single tear
that fell
a cry starts
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Sex is a science
You can use an appliance
Don't be shy at all
Tickle her fancy
By telling your fantasy
Make it sound a ball
Don't try to diet
If it's freaky just try it
Taste it with your tongue
Make it fast or slow
Keep it simple for god knows
When beast lose control
The gift of pleasure
To which there is no measure
That majestic flow
Bought sold tried or trend
All good things must come to end
Again, just say when
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2012
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