I Have Found What You Are Like :)
Have I 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 soulds of flower strike
The air in utterable coolness
Deeds of green thrilling light
With thninned
New fragile yellow
Lurch and press
In the woods stutter and sing
And the coolness of your smile is
Stirring of bird between the arms
But I should rather than anything
Have almost hugeness will shut
Quitely almost your kiss