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.
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
