Poetry Friday - e.e. cummings

I don't want to affect the pose of bitter spinster as we head into this Valentine's Day weekend [aside: does anybody else hate how V-Day has spread to cover the entire weekend before or after, depending, when V-Day falls on a weekday? Why can't it just be one special day in the year as opposed to a 4-day extravaganza of chocolate, lingerie, and flavored massage oils?], so I thought I'd choose a love poem for today's poetry Friday. Ok, so what I've chosen isn't quite a love poem. Or at least not an uncomplicated love poem. But e.e. cummings is connected to the idea of the love poem for me (probably because I was very, very into e.e. cummings in high school when I first fell in love), and so here's one of my favorites. Maybe the reason that e.e. cummings = love poetry to me is because he makes me giggle? Loving should so include a giggle now and then....

[may i feel said he]

may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)

may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she

but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she

(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)