E. E. Cummings - It is at moments after i have dreamed lyrics

it is at moments after i have dreamed of that rare entertainment of your eyes, when(being fool to fancy)i have deemed with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise: at moments when gla**y darkness holds the genuine apparition of your smile (it was through tears always)and silence moulds such strangeness as was mine a little while; moments when my once more illustrious arms are filled with fascination, when my breast wears the intolerant brightness of your charms: one pierced moment whiter than the rest —turning from the tremendous lie of sleep i watch the roses of the day grow deep.