Come let us sit and talk tonight
and get this matter clear;
For once let’s not have a fight
in words that blank appear.
Come, sit by me, switch off the light
be quiet and just draw near;
And while your thought get set aright
let me once call you dear.
And let me tell you of my love
that still lives in my heart
though changed a bit, it’s not above
disgust at being apart.
You spoke of love when first you saw
my face - so old to me;
And you said love would serve to thaw
the snow from natural me.
After years of haunting praise
Siberian feelings melt;
And violet winds replace the grays
that always here had dwelt.
Warm breezes blow, the sunsets burn,
the frost is cleared at last;
And through the ice that thoughts well churn
there gleams the shimmering past -
a calm blue lake of depths unknown,
its water pure and clear,
yet needing just the smallest stone
to make the ripple appear.
And even as you come to sit
or lie close at my side,
the moon will glow to crimson, fit
to make a blushing bride.
All the winds then cooler blow
and bluer grows the air,
I feel all calm, my heartbeats slow,
in the hushed atmosphere.
And all I want is to walk away
and leave you far behind -
For you speak of things that lead astray
But not stimulate my mind...
