Of Pretty Things and Terrifying Heights

Speak of pretty things

And terrifying heights.

Wrong doing

In a field of love.

Rainbows encased

With mystifying thoughts.

Speak of pretty things

And terrifying heights.

My love for you

Ceases to die.

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12 thoughts on “Of Pretty Things and Terrifying Heights

      1. Oh come on, don’t you just love a good romance scene? Or like a sweet moment between a couple? I liveee for those moments πŸ˜‚

        Erm, my story has those moments so….

      2. I hate those moments πŸ˜‚
        I’ll just edit grammar/sentence structure etc. Not the emotional baggage.
        That’s why I’m writing a book…I want to find a good exciting book without romance.

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