Somehow Their madness made me sane. I felt the depths of joy Every day and They are to blame. With the love of Longing they thought Me the lessons of pain. The tiffs and teases Truned me to sparks And I want to burn again. Each of the grey times Truned into Treasured moments With their 'thought chain'. It was the Parallel universes Of the geek meek Chic and creak That mystically converged in a Sole frame. A perfect portrait that I could never imagine All of us became.