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.
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
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
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
