The sky sparks bright in a late summer storm
Flashes, cracks, boom
Grey skies, bright in an instant, that slowly fade
Each spark, unique.
The move together as we do, at our own pace
Moving with the thunder
Echoing like our heartbeats
With my head against your chest
As with the storm
Everything fades away
The sun shines
and I have found my peace.
xoxo, Neuro
Neuro-dust 