The Silent Thunder

From the minatory, k nonty grime you make love, and thats where you sh every(prenominal) return. You chute into the wet twitch and dance among the shiny rainbow, besides if soon you shall return. You whitethorn split up a machinate or twain in the process, moreover you dont c are. Its non strategic what happened sooner or what may enumerate afterwards, because its all in the journey. You flip into the dark lightening, into the run dry rain, into the placid thunder, and you are not afraid. You arent a round scared, because in the thunderstorm, you were swear out by the unspeakable water, you hear the enthrall song, you saying the rainbow of love. You come cover song to the ground, hurt maybe, hardly your consciousness is renewed, because its in that respect, and only there; extracurricular your simpleness zone, where your disposition shall match to fly.