Puella Mea (E. E. Cummings Poems)
Harun Omar and Master Hafiz keep your dead beautiful ladies. Mine is a little lovelier than any of your ladies ...
Harun Omar and Master Hafiz keep your dead beautiful ladies. Mine is a little lovelier than any of your ladies ...
my lovethy hair is one kingdomthe king whereof is darknessthy forehead is a flight of flowersthy head is a quick ...
kitty. sixteen,5'1",white,prostitute. ducking always the touch of must and shall, whose slippery body is Death's littlest pal, skilled in quick ...
supposeLife is an old man carrying flowers on his head.young death sits in a cafesmiling, a pierce of money held ...
and what were roses. Perfume? for i doforget. or mere Music mounting unsurelytwilightbut here were something more maturelychildish, more beautiful ...
this is the garden:colours come and go,frail azures fluttering from night's outer wingstrong silent greens serenely lingering,absolute lights like baths ...
supposing i dreamed this)only imagine,when day has thrilledyou are a house around whichi am a wind-your walls will not reckon ...
i have loved, let us see if that's all.Bit into you as teeth, in the stoneof a musical fruit. My ...
since feeling is firstwho pays any attentionto the syntax of thingswill never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a foolwhile ...
I liketo think that onthe flower you gave me when weloved the far-departed mouth sweetly-salutedlingers.If one marvelseeing the hunger of ...
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