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.
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
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
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
