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.
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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