Your eyes tell a story
Of hope and of lies
Fairy-tales with unhappy endings
Dreams and uncertainties
Arms wrapped around tight
Cutting like tangled briers
Sharply cutting the skin
Slowly bleeding me dry
Bleeding the love from my veins
Heaven sends not its blessing
But lightning in the form of you
Striking me down quickly
Burning me to my core
Frying every emotional outlet
Your words tell of laughter
Creations no longer found
Maps to hidden wonders
Never shared to the faint of heart
Nice work on this view of one's release of emotions through poem...it does show a variety of those feelings when one is walking away from an uncaring relationship...
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
nice work.....
Art Sun...
Be safe,
Karen
Peace,
Bill