Emotions...

A thundering sound passed by.. The loud firing jolted me back As the speed added a zest to my fly.. I am pulled in the momentary series of images, emotions, and a thought.. An experience of a visionary creation of my imagination.. Oh again in that usual daydream, I am happily caught.. It starts with a dense cloud of dust on my face As I rub my eyes to see through the haze Oh my god, a Desert Storm  in front of my eyes!!! My heart sets itself on an undefined pace.. The evening's red light fills the sky I approach the beast.. And wish to fly.. The sun sets in the background As I see the evening approach.. I decide to settle in the astound.. Its then, I see the moon rise in the night's blue.. The road's all empty.. I park my S torm  under a street light, a little mist around... A dog crosses, looks at me with a refrain.. A dry leaf flies with the breeze.. Settles itself aside in disdain.. I prepare, and wear my gear.. As I assure my Storm , &