E. E. Cummings

Consider O

consider O
woman this
my body.
for it has
 
lain
with empty arms
upon the giddy hills
to dream of you,
 
approve these
firm unsated
eyes
which have beheld
 
night’s speechless carnival
the painting
of the dark
with meteors
 
streaming from playful
immortal hands
the bursting
of the wafted stars
 
(in time to come you shall
remember of this night amazing
ecstasies     slowly,
in the glutted
 
heart fleet
flowerterrible
memories
shall
 
rise,slowly
return upon the
                  red elected lips
 
scaleless visions)
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