e.e. cummings

What you do to me. Wanting me to take you. My fingers in your hair. The things you say: Oh, I do desire you, baby, I do. Suddenly my world is alright again. i like my body when it is

And now a reminder for the morning, and for the rest of the week, and this month, and months after this. Let it go, let it go, let it go, dammit. let it go - the e.e. cummings let it go -

Happy birthday, dear sir. The world is still mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful :) i carry your heart with me e.e. cummings i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only

Listening to parents discuss how to introduce poetry to their kids. This certain parent worries, "But what if my kid grows up and wants to be a poet? That should be terrible." Oh, dear Curtis Fox, yes, yes, it would

Oh you look so nice tonight. But but but in a world of buts, you are still, and always will be, not for me. (Me up at does) e.e. cummings Me up at does out of the floor quietly Stare a poisoned mouse still

Today: decided to absent myself from class and study the whole morning for the exam. The exam was crap, and I performed like shit as usual. I had soup for brains, and I'd be really really really lucky to pass

And now for love: somewhere i have never travelled e.e. cummings somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest

Can't sleep. Remembering the time you read this to me, over the phone, in the dark. may i feel said he e.e. cummings may i feel said he (i'll squeal said she just once said he) it's fun said she (may i touch said he how much said

Somebody asked me about the contours of my life. It was a weird, difficult and lovely question. All the same, I don't quite have an answer. it is so long since my heart has been with yours e.e. cummings it is so long