Come Closer

How often do we really wonder
About the difference between lightening and thunder?
Which comes first or are they simply the same?
Or even how they got their names?
It's curious how similar we are
Like the pair, we go together,
But never in the same place.
Maybe we ought to pick up the pace.
Your past matters not to me,
Because mine is far beyond where the eyes can see.
You have my permission to come closer.
Open up so I may go in deeper.
You intrigue me, Mr. Colour
Won't you let me discover?