Rambling, rumbling, rattling,
Rocking and rolling,
Flashing, blinking strobes of electricity
Illuminate my mind with blinding brilliance.
Oh, I didn’t notice the surge of late spring rain.
I was just sitting here thinking of you.
The lightning is your internal sunshine.
The thunder is the roar of your heartbeat.
You really shake it, don’t you?
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