Friday, November 14, 2008
The Requime
Tonight is the night.
The moon will finally meet the sun.
The shadows will have a mind of their own.
The turtles will leave their shells.
The Juliets will dump their Romeos.
Tonight will be the night,
When paradoxes uncontradict themselves,
And leave the orthodoxes unorthodoxed.
Behold,
The Requime.
reminisced;
- 12:31 PM