E. E. Cummings

i have found what you are like

i have found what you are like
the rain,
 
       (Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
 
easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike
 
the air in utterable coolness
 
deeds of green thrilling light
                             with thinned
 
newfragile yellows
 
                 lurch and.press
 
—in the woods
            which
                 stutter
                        and
 
                           sing
 
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
              your kiss
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