The light is brief—
Nesting finches in the tree above see the kiss
That will disappear before their very eyes.
When the boom, when the boom, when the boom…
Nesting birds see the kiss,
A snapshot illuminated by the storm.
While the boom, the boom, the boom
Fades like Echo into the darkness.
Illuminated by the storm.
Caught in the mind with a flash of lightning.
Echoes in the darkness
Mimic the passionate palpitations of their hearts.
What is caught in the flash of lighting
Fades into the dark with a raindrop,
And the passionate palpitations of their hearts.
Ba-thump, ba-thump, ba-thump.
Fades into the dark with the pattering of rain,
Disappears before their very eyes,
In time with the ba-thump, ba-thump.
And light. Brief light.
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