The Seasons Blend

The Seasons Blend . . .
In Times Of Tempest
Summer Is Lost And Winter Impedes Unto A Melancholy Spring
Fall Seems To Flow In Between The Tremors Of Our Hearts
Movement In Times Of Dynamic Stagnancies,
Feels Strange To The Heart
Paused- Yet Changed-
We Wish To Go Back
Yet Aware Of The Peoples And Places We’ve Met-
Knowing That We Wouldn’t Change Our Regrets
Still . . .
The Tears Of Those We’ve Kissed Too Little, Or Kissed Too Much Remains In Our Veins
In These Times Of Strange Seasons.
In These Times Of Draught And Of Salty Rain.
The Seasons Blend. . .

Published by Silent Singer

The Silent Singer

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