| you said Is |
| there anything which |
| is dead or alive more beautiful |
| than my body,to have in your fingers |
| (trembling ever so little)? |
| Looking into |
| your eyes Nothing,i said,except the |
| air of spring smelling of never and forever |
| …..and through the lattice which moved as |
| if a hand is touched by a |
| hand(which |
| moved as though |
| fingers touch a girl’s |
| breast, |
| lightly) Do you believe in always,the wind |
| said to the rain |
| I am too busy with |
| my flowers to believe,the rain answered |
(by ee cummings)