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.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
