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E. E. Cummings

VIII, in the rain- (CP 186)

XLI Poems (1925)

VIIIin the rain-darkness, the sunsetbeing sheathed i sit andthink of you

the holycity which is your faceyour little cheeks the streetsof smiles

your eyes half-thrushhalf-angel and your drowsylips where float flowers of kiss

andthere is the sweet shy pirouetteyour hairand then

your dancesongsoul. rarely-beloveda single star isuttered, and i

think of you

from LXI Poems (1925)