Jiménez, "Nostalgia"

A work by this Spanish poet.  You can read the original here.

And so shall we approach the end,  
And softly clasp the joy achieved; 
Far from vain cares, on lonely bend,
Thoughts troubling faith and life's release.

Wet, yellow branches of willows torn
Will graze our brows; while sandy pearls
And vervain's brimming cups adorn
Our peaceful, lazy footprints' swirls. 

Your tender waist my arm shall round, 
Your head my shoulder shall embrace;
Your beauty, e'er by time unbound, 
An ideal evening's love shall grace.