Along the rough mountains <br />Passing a winding river <br />Crossing some forests <br />You shall pass <br />To meet me <br />For this night of rendezvous <br /> <br />In my little hut <br />The night may be cold and damp <br />This love between us <br />Shall build a fire <br />To withstand coldness <br />And destroy distances<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/375/
