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.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
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
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
