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.
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
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 wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
