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.
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
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Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
