Be the thunder to my lightning. Rumble inside my heart and mind and make my body shake. As I move faster than the world around be the sound that makes people fear me, appreciate me, stand in awe… lift me up in your echo and place me down to the earth in that booming fashion. Be my thunder. The beating of my heart as I love you. Crackling through your body and soul like a strike from above and sending shivers… sweet shivers into you. Energizing the bits of you that make the world exciting and new. Be my thunder. As we move in tandem we dance along the wind making sweet music in the sky. The thunder to my lightning and my love unending….
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Robert Helma
Hello! I am a amateur in every sense of the word, but I love to write! This is a great experience for me to test my abilities.
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Blue. A color often calm and simple in its hue and we relate it to the feelings of peace… or sadness… but green. A vibrant color, strong and clean where we see growth occur and poetry in motion… or sickness… oh red. A passionate and lavish adventure where love and power put us back together and the heat that emanates is something we relate to the ecstatic feeling of a kiss… or anger… what color are we, depends on the day and then the color we’ll be reflects in the way that we paint it on… to our crooked face… and if we paint it just right… a mask we wear… of rainbow and roses and passion just flows as we’re calm and collected and smooth, but dejected and the peace that we have and sadness reflects in the love… yes love… a color undescribed and the footprint that our lives are based on… color me in love… set me in the sun…. Hold me close and pull me in as we start painting from within and we become a canvas and an artist… love
By Robert Helma4 years ago in Poets
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