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 Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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