i like my body when it is with your- e.e.cummings

What beauty in the simplicity of this language. The form is so effortless, as are many of cummings poems, but the language--how erotic and purely voltaic. What makes me love cummings' poetry is his raw honesty in depicting the beautiful, the delicate, the uncensored, the true.

e.e. cummings - i like my body when it is with your

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