The Thunder Advance
Black and white rainbow with tornado eyes
spinning spotting hard on a lightning bolt;
Such electricity in a slow dance;
Rhythm picks up with the darkening skies
lingering on finger tip’s gentle jolt;
Detonation of pomp and circumstance
but really it’s merely a soft whisper;
Beginning with a lock of the deadbolt
you rendered me immobile with a chance
to feel our heart’s race watching the thunder
advance.
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