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.
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
