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.
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
