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 Jan 2015 Miranda
E. E. Cummings
i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
 Jan 2015 Miranda
E. E. Cummings
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
 Jan 2015 Miranda
E. E. Cummings
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
 Sep 2014 Miranda
Tashatha
I hate it when someone
Who doesn't know me judges me
The way I present myself
Is because of the way society
Has treated me
It has ruined me and destroyed everything

Do you know I'm a caged bird too scared to sing
A bee too scared to sting
A human being too scared to blink
Cause I'm too scared I'll lose everything

Do you know I have no family or friends
No one to confide in or to hold my hand
No one to wipe my tears when I cry
Or when I'm down to lift me up to the sky

Do you know the pain I go through
Every single day
Do you know how my heart aches
Because my sadness never takes a break

No one in my life has ever asked me if I'm okay
But I stand here tall and say
I'll be fine in the end
That's how strong you have to be when you have no friend

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