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.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
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
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
