The Thunderstorm
Lightning surrounds me as I fly.
Why I do this time and time again,
I'll never know.
I checked up on you last night
Just to make sure you were safe,
Through the night.
The thick dark clouds cradle me close,
Touching me and holding tight.
Exactly like I cradled you,
On that dark and lonely night.
There are things I know, for sure,
That you hate about me.
The rain beats across my face as I count the time,
The times I scared you the most.
Like how you were petrified of my very sight.
My voice probably scared you too,
And sent icy chills down your spine.
I know you loved me once before,
But why can't you always be mine?
The thunder roars, pounding in my ears,
Like a drum without a beat.
My pulse quickens as I go,
Escaping my fears and all my foes.
You are a foe yet you are a friend,
You are my lover too.
Your light blue hair, your soft pink lips,
Brighten up my mood.
The electricity intensifies as I fly along.
It feels the same as the first time,
I felt your gently touch.
That gentle touch and that melting kiss,
Which signified our love.
I see the deadly cloud break,
I see starlight shining through.
Then I see a sight I love,
The Earth's bran new majestic moon.
I remember the ancient legend,
Taught to ever Saiya-jin,
The one of golden chi and shining eyes,
Shining with the light of ten thousand jewels.
The legend of the Super Saiya-jin,
The legend of my people.
Now, it is truth and fact,
I am the second to prove it.
I take a breath of the cool night air,
I smell the world around me.
The rain has stopped,
The cedars smell so lovely.
I fondly remember the smell of cedars,
Upon your very hair.
You smelled so good and sweet to me,
That nothing can compare.
I fall into some tall grass,
I slowly close me eyes,
Fondly, I think of you,
And thank Kami that I am alive.
The storm has passed,
I see your house clearly in the distance.
But this I wonder to myself,
'Is this really any of my business?'
Taking off, I head once again for Capsule Corporation.
My emotions begin to rage once again,
Like the violent thunderstorm.
I stop at the door, about to knock.
But too prideful to show,
The feelings deep inside of me.
I turn to go but hear our son,
Sleeping from an open window.
I walk over and take a peek,
To the sleep boy.
But there, beside him, you lay.
Opening the window farther,
I creep inside.
I pick you up with my strong arms,
And take you to your own bedside.
Gently I set you down,
I cover you with a blanket.
I kiss you softly on the head,
Then turn and walk away.
Hopefully you will be mine Bulma,
Forever and for always.
Chibi
Ashley
