Monday, 3 December 2012

Our Bliss




                        Our
                                    LI
                                    !PS!

                                                PA
                                                            RT
                                                                        ED


                        Then they are
                        conjoinedconjoined
                        together        
                        with
                        sweetcarmellips


                        Me (and) my lovers
                        bodiesbecome
                        !WHOLE!


                        Our
                                    LI
                                    !PS!
           
                                    TOGETHER

                                    Bodies (an) atom
                                    the strings of
                                    ourbodies
                                    in
                                    ONENESS!

                                    The heat of
                                    the

m
            o
                        m
                                    e
                                                n
                                                            t
!  
                                   
                                    infusing ourbodies
                                    ourthrills
                                    linkedtogether
                                    candle light
                                    bodiesburning
                                   
                                    TOGETHER!

                                    The satire sounds
                                     c...o…m…i…n…g
                                    out ourlips
                                    words wholeriddles

                                    Ourpleasure
                                    blurredtogether

                                    My sweating bosom
                                    youhold and youwhisper
                                    howyouwanttolove


this is a poem inspired by E.E. Cummings collecton entitled Poetry of the Eye. I thought that would be something fun to try out and it was. hope that you figure out what it says and enjoy it :) thank you for reading.  

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