Whisper to me sweetly
Make my heart flutter
Feel the moment in these words
Remember the good times
Discard the broken and used
Soft kisses that linger
Warm touches that comfort
Taste the honey in these words
A simple melody plays
Carried by the look in your eyes
Passion's flame once again burning
Melting the ice that once guarded
Breaking down the walls of the sheltered
Exposing the vulnerable once again.
The essence of remembrance
Wafting in like the smell of roses
Or that unforgettable scent of lilacs
Enveloping ones mind with happiness
Hinting at a love that may have been found
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
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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