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.
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My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
