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.
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
Thank you
For loving me true,
For being no one but you,
For holding my ha
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that n
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
