"Winter Dream", Arthur Rambo. To her

In the car we'll go pink in the winter.
Comfortably we will:
There everywhere nest kisses full of heat,
Lurk in the corners.

You close your eyes, so in the dark night
Do not see outside the window
Shadows grimace hell this mob
Crept stealthily.

There seemed to spider your tsarapnet cheek
Along the neck it will run my kiss, and to date
Not return back.

And, bowing his head, "Search" - you say sternly,
And the spider, which travels so much,
We will start to look for.

In the car, on Oct. 7, 1970