She is the storm
That blows your mind
Moving  back and forth
With thunderstorm that massage your weary body
And lightning that shines your dreams

She comes with noise
Not to scare you
But sound you can dance to
Glittering floors swept by wind

She's not just any storm
But thunderstorm when you need sound
Lighting when you in darkness
Wind to blow away all your ***** laundry

She is the storm
Moving back and forth

-Lakhana Mnyani