‘There is a moon,
that rests in the quiet corners
of a lover’s lips.’
– Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos
Our spare bed is squeezed onto a mezzanine level, high up against the ceiling. This little space is oddly comfortable; cosy but not constricted, small but not squashed. I quite like it up there.
And the lights create amazing shadows…
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