HOW many feet ran with sunlight, water, and air?
What little devils shaken of laughter, cramming their little ribs with chuckles,
Fixed this lone red tulip, a woman's mouth of passion kisses, a nun's mouth of sweet thinking, here topping a straight line of green, a pillar stem?
Who hurled this bomb of red caresses?-nodding balloon-film shooting its wireless every fraction of a second these June days:
Love me before I die;
Love me-love me now.
Garden Wireless
Carl Sandburg
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Poem topics: green, june, laughter, passion, water, woman, sweet, straight, sunlight, red, mouth, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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