listen <br />beloved <br />i dreamed <br />it appeared that you thought to <br />escape me and became a great <br />lily atilt on <br />insolent <br />waters but i was aware of <br />fragrance and i came riding upon <br />a horse of porphyry into the <br />waters i rode down the red <br />horse shrieking from splintering <br />foam caught you clutched you upon my <br />mouth <br />listen <br />beloved <br />i dreamed in my dream you had <br />desire to thwart me and became <br />a little bird and hid <br />in a tree of tall marble <br />from a great way i distinguished <br />singing and i came <br />riding upon a scarlet sunset <br />trampling the night easily <br />from the shocked impossible <br />tower i caught <br />you strained you <br />broke you upon my blood <br />listen <br />beloved i dreamed <br />i thought you would have deceived <br />me and became a star in the kingdom <br />of heaven <br />through day and space i saw you close <br />your eyes and i came riding <br />upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony <br />i reined them in tottering before <br />the throne and as <br />they shied at the automaton moon from <br />the transplendant hand of sombre god <br />i picked you <br />as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls<br /><br />Edward Estlin Cummings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/listen-2/
