When My Love Comes To See Me It's
E. E. Cummings
E. E. Cummings
when my love comes to see me it’s
just a little like music,a
little more like curving colour(say
orange)
against silence,or darkness….
the coming of my love emits
a wonderful smell in my mind,
you should see when i turn to find
his how my least heart-beat becomes less.
And then all hir beauty is a vise
whose stilling lips murder suddenly me,
but of my corpse the tool her smile makes something
suddenly luminous and precise
—and then we are I and He….
just a little like music,a
little more like curving colour(say
orange)
against silence,or darkness….
the coming of my love emits
a wonderful smell in my mind,
you should see when i turn to find
his how my least heart-beat becomes less.
And then all hir beauty is a vise
whose stilling lips murder suddenly me,
but of my corpse the tool her smile makes something
suddenly luminous and precise
—and then we are I and He….
(que ee cumming me perdoe pelos pronomes q mudei no poema dele :P)
Só para falar que SIM! Dia 19 é uma data importante, muito importante e feliz! :)
Muito feliz!
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