{"sf1_id":1737658,"sf2_id":"lmXopKEe","title":"For Dwale","author":"makyo","words":101,"posted_at":"2021-07-08T07:36:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1737658-for-dwale","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmXopKEe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/01/73/0173074d-7948-401b-b9f8-4ed42f00ec53","description":"#19 of Unimportant Verse About Important People\n\nLiterally no combination of words could ever do  Dwale justice, but I'm made entirely of compulsions, so I don't really have a choice but to try.","content":"Beneath that evening's breeze the sickly sweet  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; And brazen scent of countless flow'rs  \nAwoke inside of you a darkened sleep  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Of dreams dug deeper than the soil.  \nOh, we are waking minds who missed that scent!  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; What hope have we who wait in life,  \nWho sit and pray and watch for your next breath?  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Our hope can only reach for ends -  \nTo wit, to see you wake and meet a mind  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Too keen to weed a garden clean -  \nFor we exhaled when you breathed in that breeze,  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; And flowers wreathe your sleeping form.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Unimportant Verse About Important People","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1714373-unimportant-verse-18.json"}}