11/05/2015

Storm

I see fire into the clouds.
Bolts drawing arrows through the sky.
A rain's smell spreads quickly.
I can almost feel some drops on my skin. 

A dry silence, then thunders!
Darkness, then lightnings!
A peaceful storm arrived to take my sleep away.
It's prettier then stars and closer then the moon.
A beautiful gale that came to enlight my dreams.

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