xvii.
Lady,i will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile, shyly obscene
(lady i will
touch you with my mind.)Touch
you, that is all,
lightly and you utterly will become
with infinite ease
the poem which i do not write.
- e.e. cummings
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I'm reading erotic poems by e.e. cummings today. The sun is warm and the sky is white/blue. So far, so good, Saturday.
How is your Saturday? Do you have any poems to share? Or stories? I'd love to read them.
Lady,i will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile, shyly obscene
(lady i will
touch you with my mind.)Touch
you, that is all,
lightly and you utterly will become
with infinite ease
the poem which i do not write.
- e.e. cummings
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I'm reading erotic poems by e.e. cummings today. The sun is warm and the sky is white/blue. So far, so good, Saturday.
How is your Saturday? Do you have any poems to share? Or stories? I'd love to read them.
love....
ReplyDeleteThere is a great possibility that this will be tattooed somewhere on me (ribs?) by next summer.
DeleteI do not need any erotic poems tonight. My mind is overactive and obsessed with boys. Let's not add fuel to the fire.
ReplyDeleteThis could be a healthy release :) And don't meddle with boys- think of men. They are much more satisfying!
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