if I should sleep with a lady called death <br />get another man with firmer lips ` <br />to take your new mouth in his teeth <br />(hips pumping pleasure into hips). <br /> <br />Seeing how the limp huddling string <br />of your smile over his body squirms <br />kissingly, I will bring you every spring <br />handfuls of little normal worms. <br /> <br />Dress deftly your flesh in stupid stuffs, <br />phrase the immense weapon of your hair. <br />Understanding why his eye laughs, <br />I will bring you every year <br /> <br />something which is worth the whole, <br />an inch of nothing for your soul.<br /><br />Edward Estlin Cummings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-i-should-sleep-with-a-lady-called-death-iii/
