I just wanna be at the beach,
where dawn kisses the morning
and love is always on a high tide,
I just wanna be at the beach,
where our hearts at peace resides.
I just wanna be at the beach,
where I am free to love you without reservations,
I just wanna be at the beach,
where I can hold you without second thoughts or hesitations.
The beach where I can fly free as a bird,
the beach where to express your love you need no words.
The beach where I lie freely on the sand,
Our beach where you need not …

Loneliness by Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Robert Bly
Being apart and lonely is like rain.
It climbs toward evening from the ocean plains;
from flat places, rolling and remote, it climbs
to heaven, which is its old abode.
And only when leaving heaven drops upon the city.
It rains down on us in those twittering
hours when the streets turn their faces to the dawn,
and when two bodies who have found nothing,
dissapointed and depressed, roll over;
and when two people who despise eachother
have to sleep together in one bed-
that is when loneliness receives the rivers…