(dreaming, et cetera, of Your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera)

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 fur, 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 this is my favorite poem. it sounds like sex and newness and velvet to me even if it doesn't actually make any sense. the fact that i know exactly what he's saying even though his words aren't logical is what makes it genius. oh ee cummings, how do you do it? i wish i could write like this. gosh. so fucking brilliant.like beyond brilliant.  if you weren't so gay i would write love poems to you. but instead im just going to laugh at how inappropriate your last name is.  <3 swift love love love for puzzling punctuation and thunder river (thank you fishpoo for making me obsessed with this song)