Side Of River

We'll run to the side of the river

In the morning at five o'clock

We'll hold each other and shiver

And run out to the rock

We'll take off our shirts together

And hold each other undressed

Around us the birds will gather

And in our love build a nest

We'll put our heads together

And watch, as the speedy stream

Is dressed in every color

And turns into a dream -

The pink cloud of the sun rising

Engulfs our minds and hearts

And makes them warm and wise and

With all of nature, smart -

The delicacy of existence

Ephemerality of life

Will penetrate with no resistance

And pierce into us like a knife -

The tenderness of our passion

And elegance of your mind

In English, in French, in Russian

Will hold us intertwined

Poems will fly around us

As music us enslaves -

Cosmic opera astounds us

And mingle with the waves  -

The works of Bethoven, Chopin,

Blake, Wordsworth, Shakespeare and Keats

Will our minds and hearts open

And feed them spiritual sweets -

And fired by our desires,

Together, as in a dream,

We'll blend into the sunrise

And like the sun we will beam.