E. E. Cummings

When God Lets My Body Be

when god lets my body be From each brave eye shall sprout a tree fruit dangles therefrom the purpled world will dance upon Between my lips which did sing a rose shall beget the spring that maidens whom passions wastes will lay between their little breasts My strong fingers beneath the snow Into strenuous birds shall go my love walking in the grass their wings will touch with their face and all the while shall my heart be With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea

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