A LOVER'S CRY

To experience full love
Is to fly in the backs of a dove
Away, away, away
To the unreckoning sun of the dawn
Where all the pilgrims of the morning call
For their awakening forever and now.
And to be with you is so warmful
That my hearth takes the place of my skull
Always plenty of good reasons and feeling anew
Never mixing water with fire
Nor land with the sky
Because everything has kept its essence
By our lovely bind.
And when we met tonight
You can be sure
- Baby of mine -
It will be our love in his fly.