with the ease & grace of a magician's silk scarf what has perhaps been kept cleverly amidst the obvious has been revealed.
... i'm okay with that ...
Lurking between midnight & 3am is a place were yesturday has failed to end and yet tommarow has already begun. It is a quite place of peace and clarity, a lovely dark and lonely solitude...
Posted by Mw/h at 4:11 PM