Baby by the river of longing

If upstream the water was dark

downstream it had darkened death

The bridge had gone

leaving pilgrims abashed

wandering wondering

on the sorry shore

There was no place to swim to

but one where to drown there was

The only safe way was up

Up the steep wooden stairs

Way too many of them

All the way to the cave

we had fled


When the leaves

will have fallen

I will be far away

When the leaves

will be none

I will be long gone

Please believe

me when I say

I’ll return before long

Please do not weep

when I wave

adieu Love, so long

When the wind will have taken

the leaves to the ground

I will not be around

They will be tossed

in piles and turn

like my love to dust

Only then will snow

fill the air as if

our countless kisses

had crystalized

Only then my Love

I will be back to you

As soft as a dove

My chrysalis anew

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