Here you will find thePoemRus' You Are But A Kiss In The Frostof poet Velimir Khlebnikov
Rus', you are but a kiss in the frost! The midnight roads are blueing. Lips joined in a blue lightning bolt, Clasped, he and she are blueing. Sometimes at night lightning would spark From the caress of two mouths. And a bluing, languished lightning bolt Would swiftly outline two coats. And the night would shine intelligent and dark.
