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.
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
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
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
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
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
