There is always something ethereally captivating and hypnotizing about the ripples of a cascading waterfall of your eyes and my soul wants to take to take a dive in that inviting death trap.

 

A subtle paradox,an oxymoron of all sorts.My brief span of life taught me that I am conundrum packed compactly in a the vessel called my body.

She said I was an expert manipulator,a conniving lamb.She was mistaken or was she?

 

There is more things to love than detest.

More things to discover than accept.

 There is more to life than mere materialistic things.

   

There is nothing wrong in putting yourself first sometimes.