John Loving Iii Poet I do not know?

Goddess

the sight of her is the dawn of my day
the luminous of her presence
hushes me in an awesome way
her voice a golden melody
the sweetest lullaby
the sound of chimes 
in the midst of my mind
a tranquil release and gentile unwind
from the troubles and worries of our time
an angel, a goddess; this thing has my mind
her face constantly before mine
and i surrounded by her mist of inhibition
fall prey to shyness and inequality
but yet i dream
i hope, i fantasize
and in those moments
she's all mine





(inspired by the ten most beautful words of 1976)

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Charmaine Chircop June 8, 2009 at 4:27 PM recomment--nasty yes the fly--but im not and you know my good friend:)--charma

Charlene Bird April 30, 2009 at 8:21 PM A romantic write with lots of love that splashes on the page! Nicely done!

Jade Exit April 28, 2009 at 12:07 PM hmm...um lets see good good yea i give it an A+[im not a teacher]

Phyllis Babcock April 25, 2009 at 9:51 PM Again a beautiful romantic at heart. You have a wonderful write and I think I reread this three times. Absolutely awesome. Phyl

Sharon Winter April 23, 2009 at 5:42 AM John, this is simply breathtaking. Whether imagination or real (seems so real to me) I am blown away here. You are a true romantic and an amazing poet! Love, Shar

J. H. April 22, 2009 at 5:55 PM didn't come through.

J. H. April 22, 2009 at 5:04 PM how? where? comments, your blowing me away dude, slow down

J. H. April 22, 2009 at 4:52 PM did I answer, ?

Charmaine Chircop April 22, 2009 at 4:30 PM this is wonderful,i can feel we have a poet in love here;-).it reflects so well in his poetry and his angel,his godess is making him very happy-i love the last verse too ,its profound-nice write,it flows wonderfully-charma

J. H. April 22, 2009 at 4:26 PM what soup mail

J. H. April 22, 2009 at 4:14 PM Hey John, I don't get what 1976 has to do with anything. hey man, I used to write poems, I always threw them away though, sounded too corny. I'm from the hicksticks of Hey never heard of it county. Thanks for lettin me yank your chain