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... ;i like my body when it is with your" has always and will always be my standard for sex. others have the bible, i have ee to remind me of my standards. if something isn't that amazing, the kind of amazing that ... i was talking to some of the guys in the band about how much their lyrics remind me of ee cummings and walt whitman, in that they write so much about seasons, particularly spring. ...
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  by Olga_stock   ee cummings - between the breasts between the breasts of bestial Marj lie large men who praise Marj's cleancornered strokable body these men's fingers toss trunks shuffle sacks spin kegs they curl loving around beers the world has these men's hands but their bodies big and boozing belong to Marj the greenslim purse of whose face ...
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anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did Women and men (both little and small) cared for anyone not at all they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same sun moon stars rain children guessed (but only a few) and down they forgot as up they grew autumn winter spring summer that ...
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond by E. E. Cummings somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as ...
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The Coming of May by E.E. Cummings                     Ballade We have wintered the death of the old, cold year, We have left our tracks in the melting snow, We have braved harsh March's biting jeer, And April's gusty overflow. And now, when Nature begins to grow, And the buds are out, and the ...
... far and wee and bettyandisablel come dancing from hop-scotch and jump-rope and it's spring and the goat-footed balloonMan whistles far and wee (Thank you e.e. cummings, I needed that. It is not spring, but for ten seconds in my brain, it could be. Also, "mud-luscious" and "puddle-wonderful"? Perfect.)
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