The Thunder Of Adore

To run with the distant pace,

I halt myself to mount-up,

and whilst I ride,

I feel the power rising between my legs,

DYNAMITE!!

Galloping along in my third-eye ray,

the pressure of,

makes ready a play!!

To spread the script,

with well-equipped,

my Mind screams delightfully,

in  simply remanding,

again..again..and again..,

it is another begin!!

Explosive follows,

the tides of the waves flow,

to rise in a steady row,

One! Two! Three..

a countless timing of the reaction to,

One man,

and the sight that sounds "A Call To Arms!!"

In air of flight,

I breathe His order,

his......makes....a......way,

to express a trousered day!!

Suit-up my Friend,

the 'Tie' of which,

shall not bind,

but wrap your neck in ecstasy!!

Wringing hands,

the sweat of,

the belt you wear,

becomes the leather of all I see.

Cuff only the wrists of,

that which you can hold,

the key is the beat of the deed!!