Addicted To Velvette

He's cold as Ice.....warmth surrounds her as low flames

 He's ruthless and unmoving..... She's soft and fragile as a feather.

They're inimitable yet opposite attract.

I'm drawn to her like a moth is to flame.

I'm attracted to her appealing beauty, majestic charisma and distinctiveness like bees are to nectar.

An addiction, a delightful torturous addiction.

Finally, the fire to defrost my iced built heart.

The sole hopeful moon to brighten my dark moonless nights.

The charming sun to evoke after a heavy storm.

But crossing the hurdles to the hilltop is implausible.

Impossibility is our second skin.

The only female to bring the Daek Lord to his knees.

The thirst for vengeance.

Most at times what we perceive as the truth might not even be closer to it.

A Golden Necklace of aesthetic appeal, a brilliant sparkling beauty which holds a diamond-shaped pendant, it opens to reveal two spaces.

The main hinge holds a miniature portrait of my great grandfather and the other hinge houses a picture of an Angel with white wispy feathery wings and two tiny emerald-like stones located at each side of the wing.

A mere mortal will recognize it as a classic, romantic locket with a memory of a loved one but it holds more than anyone could ever fathom.