Monday, June 04, 2007

e.e. cummings Was a Rapper

...because when I remember this poem, it's already accompanied by a beatbox in my head. ^_^ Anyway, for some reason, I keep on thinking about this poem, and I'm not sure why. It's one of the sexiest poems I've ever read, an unabashed celebration of sexuality and sensuality and everything in between, including chocolate body frosting.

i like my body when it is with your body
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

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