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 have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
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
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
