For every emotion that escape the depth of her browns, he notice.
For every breath she took, she left him breathless.
She wasn't perfect , neither was he; together they were flawed perfection.
The sky is their rolling ground , a thousand shades from deep to pale.
Her heart was an icy stormy glass like his deep blues on a winter night.
She was cold , yes. A soothing coldness that warms stone hearts.
Every word that lept out of her lip was as hot as the blood that pumped her heart; it was slouchy, bloody, aqueous and smell like those hunted winter nights.
She was winter; a cold storm desperately needing to pass.
She was summer; so warm and blossoms in everyway possible.
She was spring; she stands out with a beauty that whispers to the wind, she was an art unrivalled by the work of man.
She was in every sense aphrodite, yet so shattered and broken.
Where does that leaves him , then?
And most of all she wasn't meant to be kept!
She was simply a tainted reputation!
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Golden Reputation
Romance"Oh no, no need to rack your doltish brain, I will tell you. It consist of rotten tomatoes, black pasta, warts, peanut buttter, mushrooms ... and ofcourse cheese sticks. "That's what my life is worth?" "Well, I thought that was expensive." _________...
