Edward Estlin Cummings (Эдвард Эстлин Каммингс)

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i like my body when it is with your
body.  It is so quite new a 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 so quite new

1. hist whist
2. a man who had fallen among thieves
3. since feeling is first
4. Buffalo Bill's
5. Spring is like a perhaps hand

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