Tempo infinito (ou da desmesura do tempo ausente) because i love you last night clothed in sealace appeared to me your mind drifting with chuckling rubbish of pearl weed coral and stones; lifted,and(before my eyes sinking)inward,fled;softly your face smile breasts gargled by death:drowned only again carefully through deepness to rise these your wrists thighs feet hands poising to again utterly disappear; rushing gently swiftly creeping through my dreams last night,all of your body with its spirit floated (clothed only in the tide's acute weaving murmur e.e. cummings --------