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Flashes


I cower

I hide

I shiver

To the fear, I can't subside

I cover my ears

I slip under the covers

I close my eyes

I tremble as it thunders

Even behind my lids

I see the flashes 

Behind my lids

The lightning dashes

Behind my lids

The ground shakes

Behind my lids 

The earth quakes

Behind my lids

He steps to my side

Behind my lids

In just a few strides

Behind my lids 

He grabs my arm

Behind my lids

With no alarm

Another flash 

Another lightning dash

Another shake

Another terrifing quake

Another tremble

Another wimper

A different hold

A move so bold

I press into his chest

I felt a jolt

I become ridgid

He was the King of the Lightning Bolt

I was no longer petrified

Another flash

I now felt pride

Another lightning dash

I was no longer under the covers

Another shake

I didn't care about the thunder

Another rumbling quake

The King looks down

Another jolt

His head beholds a crown

Another lightning bolt

His breath is a low rumble

Another jolt

My mind stumbled

Another lightning bolt

He took my hand

But a calling, not a demand

He took me into the stormy night

Filled with flashing lights

Looking across the tierra

"Let's go home, Hera"

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