Sweet Spring by e.e. cummings

“sweet spring is your time is my time for springtime is lovetime and viva sweet love”

my man tasted sweet

we once had a spring

i knew what love is

because of your

days and nights of time

he knew what love is

oh my!

is it time?

what for?

he left me in springtime

i know what real pain is

where once there was lovetime

and?

my sad heart cried viva!

we once were a pair so sweet

i miss my love