Aloof thunder assaults his night sky year after year. The erection of his forthcoming rain creates a starvation for departure very unknown to mother and father, yes indeed! I crave him as my forthcoming breath requires the motive to continue upon thrust and breath. He plays my character well and as revolting as she currently is, I cannot help but to long for more within the bay of his groins. He is home. He is controlled and sturdy. He is daddy. Um, unfriendly thunder molests our velvet, night sky. I am murky, never to witness the light of day again! He unveils and I drown within his rain. Distant daddy, take me home!