For once it is time to not be afraid of height. Touching the skies in symphony of light. The horizon falling in such a splendid sight. May we waltz graceful through the night? May the stars be our mapped out chart? Falling forth to reveal the glass of our heart. I know it has been…
Tag: Gold
Canyon of Lost Love
There once was a girl. She was one of beauty. Gorgeous, golden locks of hair that reached her waist. Eyes that were a sapphire blue, as blue as the bluest oceans. She had straight, graceful movements that kept her tall and proud, whether she was in a rush or in relaxation. Every boy that laid…
The Unsigned Writer 