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 Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
