You come to me in flashesunexpectedbrightraw like lightningcoloring the skyon a dry summer eveningand I smileas I wanderinto your stormYou shake the ground beneath mesuddendisruptivepenetratinglike thunderbreaking the silencethrough the dark of the nightand I cryas I wanderinto your storm You pour yourself over meuncensoredsaturatingpurelike rainfalling on flowersin the soft light of dawnand I flyas IContinueContinue reading “Wandering”
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Muttering Retreats 