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.
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
