ᐅ (and from my thighs which shrug and pant a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she carries in a gesture of her hips) – e. e. cummings | QuotesTrue.com

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(and from my thighs which shrug and pant a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she carries in a gesture of her hips)

e. e. cummings

E. E. Cummings (1994). “Selected Poems”, p.81, W. W. Norton & Company

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