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.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
