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 -frim-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss, i like kssing 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
100 selected poems, e.e. cummings