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.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
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
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
