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'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
