25 fevereiro, 2007

May I, said he... Why not, said she

may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)

may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
but you're killing said she

(but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she

(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(ccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine! said he
(you are Mine said she)

e. e. cummings

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

Hi, windtalker!
This poem is really "divine"! How can so few words in such a simple format, transmit such a perfect picture? And the visual detail of the swinging parenthesis placed in a way that there is no doubt we are facing an erotic dance...hummm!

"Touché!" for your choice!

Hot Wings

28 fevereiro, 2007  
Blogger Windtalker said...

I agree!...a masterpiece of inteligence, seduction and glamour. The dance?...the tango, for sure!!

28 fevereiro, 2007  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

Hello, again!
"May i desagree?" If Tango was the dance, there would be no "may i" questions... The seduction in Tango is transmitted through the attitude,the strong eye and hand contact, the touching of the legs and the pleaserful submission of the female...
My view is that this poem is a quieter thing, meant to be enjoyed slowly, exploring smoothly the discovery of both parties... The music?... Maybe some very old Tom Waits ballads... That would set the mood....

Since i don't have an "he" at my disposal at the moment, i might as well put on some TW anyway and enjoy my Murakami in the sofa... A double pleasure...

Have a nice weekend (don't forget to dance if you have the chance..!)

Hot Wings

03 março, 2007  

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