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I Will Be

i will be

M o ving in the Street of her

 

bodyfee 1 inga ro undMe the traffic of

lovely;muscles-sinke x p i r i n g S

uddeni

Y totouch

the curvedship of

Her-

….kiss her:hands

will play on,mE as

dea d tunes OR s-crap p-y lea Ves flut te rin g

from Hideous trees or

 

Maybe Mandolins

1 oo k-

pigeons fly ingand

 

whee(:are,SpRiN,k,LiNg an in-stant with sunLight

then)!-

ing all go BlacK wh-eel-ing

 

oh

ver

mYveRylitTle

 

street

where

you will come,

 

at twi li ght

s(oon & there’s

a m oo

)n.

Written by
E. E. Cummings
1894-1962 / Male / American
Lines·Words
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