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 Storm 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, "Babe, you are made to arouse fear!"
I look to my left and then to my right
To feel the silence around..
One kick, I feel her growl..
And that's when I race her away in a deafening sound...