19 July 2012
I stand out in the lightning, Let it strike me - it's a rush, There's nothing else quite like this- To give this extra push.
The bolt strikes skin with fervour, It courses through my veins, Traveling along my flesh, In sparking, fiery lanes.
I stand beneath its power, Shut my eyes and scream, It feels so good, electric, A lightning strike: a dream.
And suddenly it's over, My fix has run its course, I'll wait until the next storm comes- And takes me with its force.
Lightning Junkie. • Opuss № I