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.
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
