Poems to Model With (2)

The third poem is one I especially like to use when posing along with a person I am particularly fond of. I have used this working with several different people in different situations, so the fondness is different each time. The poem is by E.E. Cummings.

Somewhere I have never traveled,
gladly beyond any imagining
your eyes have their silence.
In your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near.
Your slightest look easily will unclose me,
though I have closed myself as fingers,

You open always, petal by petal, my self
As Spring opens, touching skillfully, mysteriously her first rose;
Or if your wish be to close me, I and my life will shut,
very beautifully, suddenly
As when the heart of the flower imagines
The snow carefully everywhere descending.

I do not know what it is about you
that closes and opens
but there is something in me
The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses;
Nobody, not even the rain
Has such small hands.