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.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
