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.
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
