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.
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
As long as the birds are singing,
As long as the fish can swim,
As long as the su
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
Ever since
I laid eyes on you,
I knew for a fact
This was a dream come tr
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
