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.
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
