along with another of e.e.cummings wonderful
poems.

touching you i say(it being Spring
and night)"let us go a very little beyond
the last road---there's something to be found"
and smiling you answer"everything
turns into something else, and slips away....
(these leaves are Thingish with moondrool
and i am so very little afraid")
i say
"along this particular road the moon if you'll
notice follows us like a big yellow dog. You
don't believe? look back.(Along the sand
behind us, a big yellow dog that's....now it's red
a big red dog that may be owned by who
knows)
only turn a little your. so. And
there's the moon , there is something faithful and mad"
Thank you for reading.
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