Night has fallen, world has turned to the shape we imagined. A strange affecting has taken over the night. Vulnerable souls were drifting along destiny. Forgotten senses were weaken by the fervent heart, blood running through the body, everything before eyes has changed. No more lingering in the emptiness of splendor, no longer preserve the pretended semblance, we settle at where ever it may be in the boundless world in mind. Sparks burst in the sky, lightened the lonesome night. I wish to find no more sorrow here on earth. Let that light of passion forever shine upon your face. And now this bold fantasy has become a dance.

-- 2011