I leave your house
to pouring rain,
and dance upon
the streets again -
floating to the
pounding sound
of water leaping
all around,
and thinking on
the way I feel;
my shouted laughs
do not seem real!
I don't believe
in love, you know,
yet my mind it
wants these words to flow
to this rapid beat
known to my heart,
the excitement near
tears me apart!
I cannot bear
to feel this way
without you near,
so let me say:
I know it's love,
my heart says so.
I will not ever
let you go.
And I cannot think
to times before
when I wanted love
nevermore,
because this night
I finally see
that love was just
waiting for me.
And now I sleep
to thoughts of you,
until I wake
to morning dew.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.