i have found what you are like
e.e. cummings

 i have found what you are like


 the rain,







 (Who feathers frightened fields


 with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields







 easily the pale club of the wind


  and swirled justly souls of flower strike







 the air in utterable coolness







 deeds of green thrilling light


 with thinned







 newfragile yellows







 lurch and.press







 -in the woods


 which


 stutter


 and







 sing







 And the coolness of your smile is


 stirringofbirds between my arms;but


 i should rather than anything


 have(almost when hugeness will shut


 quietly)almost,


 your kiss