listen... (III) - A poem by e.e. cummings - American Poems

listen... (III) - A poem by e.e. cummings - American Poems

listen
beloved
i dreamed
 it appeared that you thought to
 escape me and became a great
 lily atilt on
 insolent
 waters    but i was aware of
 fragrance and i came riding upon
 a horse of porphyry    into the
 waters i rode down the red
 horse shrieking    from splintering
 foam caught you clutched you upon my
 mouth
listen
beloved
 i dreamed    in my dream you had
 desire to thwart me and became
 a little bird and hid
 in a tree of tall marble
 from a great way i distinguished
 singing and i came
 riding upon a scarlet sunset
 trampling the night    easily
 from the shocked impossible
 tower i caught
 you strained you
 broke you upon my blood
listen
 beloved i dreamed
 i thought you would have deceived
 me and became a star in the kingdom
 of heaven
 through day and space i saw you close
 your eyes    and i came riding
 upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony
 i reined them in tottering before
 the throne and as
 they shied at the automaton moon from
 the transplendant hand of sombre god
 i picked you
as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls