Sergius Gustaf

Dry and Wet Seasons

another entry

There is a girl
she resembles the spring
she resembles a red flower

even during the summer
when the flower fell and the buds turned red,
the girl was not forgotten

But that was not true

The girl resembles the summer

The girl was afraid
that she might resemble the cold winter
and that she might be cut by the chill

When the spring comes,
will you be the spring one more time?


P.S. happy birthday!