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.
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
