Cosmic Cosmetic

In a cavern of shadowed twists,

Where darkness hums with secret glow,

Ribbons of color coil like thoughts

Too tangled to name,

Too alive to still.

Light shivers across metallic currents,

A whisper of blue, a pulse of green—

Like electricity trapped in roots,

Or memories drifting through a storm.

Here, the chaos breathes.

Here, the shadows move.

Here, something hidden grows

In the quiet between the lines.