{"sf1_id":390998,"sf2_id":"znJGRVq1","title":"As The seasons go by","author":"TheHoon57","words":311,"posted_at":"2012-06-17T00:33:00.000Z","tags":["Scared","too","was"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/390998-as-the-seasons-go-by","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJGRVq1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c7/84/c7844646-8333-4ed0-8e64-409beed3a2d7","description":"something i wrote for a girl but i never gave it to her","content":"Drew Marks\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs The Seasons Go By.\n\nDawn comes,\u0026nbsp; we part ways once again.\n\nMy dreams becoming distant apparitions.\n\nI turn to the warm wind for help.\n\nThe wind I felt every time I held you.\n\nAs I was bathed in the light.\n\nThat followed in your heels.\n\nSpring is announced when the wild plants break out in a dance.\n\nSummer comes to town, and in the fields are patterns of grass set out to dry.\n\nThe eerie autumn moon rises, let's celebrate its fullness.\n\nWinter passes by, I count off the days and months again.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I can still see the too-distant navel blue sky when I close my eyes.\n\nAs I reminisce, we hold hands as you pluck singing flowers.\n\nWithin the abyss memories that are coming back to me.\n\nI'm setting out to find my way back to you.\n\nDawn comes, we part ways once again.\n\nMy dreams becoming distant memories .\n\nWe drone through the forest and the trees echo with laughter.\n\nMake haste back home ready for night.\n\nThe tenacious sun laughing at the ecstasy moon.\n\nA lethal snake with venom biting a mouse in the darkness.\n\nYou are a voluptuous person who has my heart.\n\nWe etch our names into history with a valor knife.\n\nThe numbing winter goes over us.\n\nThe quenching summer blows past us.\n\nYour scarlet dress is like the red full moon.\n\nI demolish the wall of doubt between us.\n\nThey dabble behind our backs but we don't care.\n\nThe twinkle of the moon on a winters night is the spark from the corner of your eye when you cry.\n\nMy head throbs during the ragged blizzard.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWhen the backlash night ends, its time to say good-bye.\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs I lay on my bed I look at the stars out my window and think.\n\nDawn will come, as the seasons go by.\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}