After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In the intensity of its fires,
There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days
Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze.
So after Love has led us, till he tires
Of his throes, and torments, and desires,
Comes large-eyed Friendship: with a restful gaze.
He beckons us to follow, and across
Cool verdant vales we wander free from care.
Is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
Why are we haunted by a sense of loss?
We do not wish the pain back, or the heat;
And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.
Over time we've developed something extraordinary,
That will last forever because we're b
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.
You're my soul mate, you're
The answer lies true in my heart,
So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?
Or wi
