Saturday, June 5, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
i like my body when it is with your by E. E. Cummings
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Thursday, December 31, 2009
to my white man
here it is to the white man
claims to have his ways
just like rain drops
trickling down all the savories
thereby the seepage into the brown earth
as if the roots have stretched
and the leaves have found the radiance
fluffy fair clouds come again embracing
the deposits of the savories on the bronze world
claims to have his ways
just like rain drops
trickling down all the savories
thereby the seepage into the brown earth
as if the roots have stretched
and the leaves have found the radiance
fluffy fair clouds come again embracing
the deposits of the savories on the bronze world
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