Raven's Wordzzle.

Opposites Attract.




"From forth the fatal lions of those two foes a pair of star-crossed lovers take their life"


It's strange how opposites always seem to attract each other.
He was big built and loud, very much the swashbuckler type, ruggedly handsome, his blue eyes able to pierce her thoughts at twenty paces.
She was petite and quiet, butter wouldn't melt in her mouth and a sucker for the wrong type of man. If they were headed to the beach she would pack her bathing suit, a book and some suntan lotion, he would bring a spade and a six pack. His voice was as abrasive as his un-shaven whiskers, and he larked about like a six year old at a jungle gym, but Emily loved him.
She had tried the more sophisticated men, but soon got board with playing apricot brandy to their dry martini's. Those relationships were supercilious and always ended in stagnation and she needed more!
Mat had given her a heads-up on life, he was fun and loving, and had put her well on the road to recovery again.
It was him who drew up the day's to go chart' and stuck it on the refrigerator door. It was him who each day would eagerly tick off each day, and it was his hands she was squeezing when she gave birth to their son.
"These two opposites were now joined complete,
What goes around comes around,
A circular reasoning with tiny hands and feet."