as we lie side by side. -ee cummings

as
we lie side by side
my little breasts become two sharp delightful strutting towers and
i shove hotly the lovingness of my belly against you
your arms are
young;
Your arms will convince me, in the complete silence speaking
upon my body
their ultimate slender language.
do not laugh at my thighs.
there is between my big legs a crisp city.
when you touch me
it is Spring in the city;the streets beautifully writhe,
it is for you;do not frighten them,
all the houses terribly tighten
upon your coming;
and they are glad
as you fill the streets of my city with children.
my love you are a bright mountain which feels.
you are a keen mountain and an eager island whose
lively slopes are based always in the me which is shrugging,which is
under you and around you and forever: i am the hugging sea.
O mountain you cannot escape me
your roots are anchored in my silence; therefore O mountain
skillfully murder my breasts, still and always
i will hug you solemnly into me.


(addition?: M.Weisgerber)
there is this terrible strain arising,
light seen, taking a heart so into me
it is madness, not murder
for boardline is a boarder defined, breaking lines
not merely kicks that yank or pull
taking in, giving out
this breathing strain