John Loving Iii Poet I do not know?

To Deneen White

d-nyce
i have the privilege of being filthy rich and......
no no no no no
what i really want to say is

Dearest Deneen
Tis nothing to say I love you
Tis nothing to say Be mine
Tis nothing now a days to make
promises to The Allmighty Devine
Tis nothing for me to tell myself 
that I'll love you till the end of time
Tis nothing till I wait for all 
spirals to unwind
all unions to unbind
all joined together to fall apart
the destruction of everything called art
Till I capture the love 
of your soul and heart
I am nothing
not even a spark

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Ali Matheny October 20, 2008 at 3:31 PM I'm guessing it's this poem. . . It's really good it explains how your inner feelings for just go everywhere. . . If that makes any sense. . .

John Loving Iii September 14, 2008 at 11:04 AM I gotta admit folks this is as good as it gets.

Deneen White September 13, 2008 at 12:55 PM hi John I have read this over and over and this will always be my favorite poem, thank you again, take care absolutely beautiful Deneen

Vince Suzadail Jr. September 12, 2008 at 8:50 AM Hey John, Got to agree. D-nyce is what NICE is all about. Vince

Phyllis Babcock September 10, 2008 at 9:06 AM Made me chuckle. A nice dedication to D-nyce. God Bless Phyl

James Foulk September 7, 2008 at 9:20 PM a very nice dedication to Deneen enjoyed reading it. thank you for reading my poem and for your comment. don't like carrots, well it's that ham hocks that makes it and the onions.

Deneen White September 7, 2008 at 2:13 PM very funny Mr. John Loving the third, D-nyce

Karen Feist September 7, 2008 at 10:02 AM Holy Cow!! I almost felt a tinge (spark, if you will...) of jealousy. How wonderfully written! You are truly a romantic at heart and your pen is magic. love & peace, Karen

Deneen White September 7, 2008 at 8:13 AM Wow! hi John, great write, it touches the heart and it feels nice to have a poem dedicated to one's self, thank you, and for everyone who reads this write, John and I have never met except through our writes, so please don't take this write the wrong way, he wrote this for me, because I wrote a poem entitled the men of poetry soup and he was included in that write, take care D-nyce

Michael Jordan September 6, 2008 at 6:21 PM Hi John - Well one things for sure I'll have to check back and read her comment - Outstanding poem just overflowing with a rich abundance of love - The ending was simply amazing - God Bless and good luck

Heidie Buys September 6, 2008 at 12:09 PM Sounds like there is a lot of spark. Beautiful love poem. Regards Heidie

Joseph Spence Sr September 6, 2008 at 10:43 AM I see that I'm not the only one who loves sweets. She may cook you an Epulaeryu, succulent poetic dish. I like the flow of the words and the essence of the poem. Great job and best wishes! ~Joseph

Sharon Winter September 6, 2008 at 7:46 AM Wow. Beautiful love poem. Good luck! Love, Shar

Maggie Huscroft September 6, 2008 at 7:16 AM loving by name and loving by nature.....hope she likes it x maggie

Sean Kelly September 6, 2008 at 6:14 AM And only 5 more months, 1 week and 1 day to go to Valentines Day , John...... WOW !!!! Watch this space , folks....

Teresita Cailo September 6, 2008 at 5:50 AM Love is in the air......... ;-)