Seasons (A Series)

You drift between
the warmth of a welcome rain
to clashes of thunder
This room shakes
as the rain pelts its lonely rhythm.
You swim between
the soul of spring
to the heart of summer.
A bittersweet symphony plays
among rolling clouds
and thistle crowned flowers.
There’s something about
The scent in the fall.
About breathing you in,
And giving my all.

 

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