Her face a fly's eye view my vision marginalized Multifaceted multifoliate fractalized She had a high I. Q. I knew as I realized I had embraced her face fascinated until dawn Then misplaced her grace until breakfast ...when she was gone
O midnight morning why must you fade away so soon? We will always have Paris but I prefer the moon
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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Moon strucked huh??
Love Tinka :)