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.
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
