when god lets my body be

by e.e. cummings

when god lets my body be
	
	From each brave eye shall sprout a tree
	fruit dangles therefrom

	the purpled world will dance upon
	Between my lips which did sing

	a rose shall beget the spring
	that maidens whom passions wastes

	will lay between their little breasts
	My strong fingers beneath the snow

	Into strenous birds shall go
	my love walking in the grass

	their wings will touch with their face
	and all the while shall my heart be

	With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea