goldshirts-tightpants:

you know that feeling when star trek

We intricately
alive,cleaving the luminous stammer of bodies
(eagerly just not each other touch)seeking,some
street which easily tickles a brittle fuss
of fragile huge humanity

nope get this book away from me

can you imagine Cas reading ee cummings though, reading about spring and puddle-wonderful worlds where the earth is art and love is both a dusk and a dawn ;A;

ahhh i was searching for something in my room and i uncovered my ee cummings anthology of all his erotic poems and i hadn’t read through it in ages so i flicked it open to a random page and OH NO IT WAS THIS POEM

sometimes i am alive because with
me her alert treelike body sleeps
which i will feel slowly sharpening
becoming distinct with love slowly,
who in my shoulder sinks sweetly teeth
until we shall attain the Springsmelling
intense large togethercoloured instant

and listen ee cummings slays me with cas and dean/cas feelings on any regular day but no THIS POEM and the springsmelling intense large togethercoloured instant that Dean and Cas would share the first time they slept together and every time after, because fall may be followed by winter but even its cold chaos crescendos into spring, in all its fresh colours and green bursts, and Cas will meet Dean’s green eyes as sweat pools around both their brows and even without asking both will answer the press of the other’s fingertips with the pleading growl of a name ;u;

omg of course i would be delighted and honoured if you wanted to share your writing with me!! if you don’t want to have it broken up by the ask character limit you could also submit it to me or you can email it to me too if you feel more comfortable doing that (clockworkrobots@msn.com) !!

i have both!! my mix tag on tumblr is here and my 8tracks is here :’)