Wednesday, November 24, 2010

When darkness meets darkness in a dark room-- light happens.

Words swirl, like in a mad dream, as the crooked half-turns become wonderfully crooked half-turns. Reason goes west for a spot of moonbeam.

3 comments:

Puff said...

Hey what happened? :p ;)

Peripat(h)etic said...

A little love was cooked!

Aishwarya said...

Sadly, the spot of the moonbeam is translucent. It goes thoroughly unnoted, till you it gets too bright to see.