Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star..
E.E. Cummings
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
inspirational
A wind has blown the rain away
Here's to opening and upward.. And to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
poetry adoration
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
decisions stars
Anyone lived in a pretty how town(with up so floating many bells down)spring summer autumn winterhe sang his didn't he danced his didWomen and men(both little and small)cared for anyone not at allthey sowed their isn't they reaped their samesun moon stars rainchildren guessed(but only a fewand down they forgot as up they grewautumn winter spring summer)that noone loved him more by morewhen by now and tree by leafshe laughed his joy she cried his griefbird by snow and stir by stillanyone's any was all to hersomeones married their everyoneslaughed their cryings and did their dance(sleep wake hope and then)theysaid their nevers they slept their dreamstars rain sun moon(and only the snow can begin to explainhow children are apt to forget to rememberwith up so floating many bells down)one day anyone died i guess(and noone stooped to kiss his face)busy folk buried them side by sidelittle by little and was by wasall by all and deep by deepand more by more they dream their sleepnoone and anyone earth by aprilwish by spirit and if by yes. Women and men (both dong and ding)summer autumn winter springreaped their sowing and went their camesun moon stars rain
Since feeling is firstwho pays any attentionto the syntax of thingswill never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a foolwhile Spring is in the worldmy blood approves, and kisses are a far better fatethan wisdomlady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry--the best gesture of my brain is less thanyour eyelids' flutter which sayswe are for eachother: thenlaugh, leaning back in my armsfor life's not a paragraphAnd death i think is no parenthesis
feeling kiss
I like my body when it is with yourbody. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more.i like your body. I like what it does,i like its hows. I like to feel the spineof your body and its bones, and the trembling-firm-smooth ness and which i willagain and again and againkiss, i like kissing this and that of you,i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzzof your electric fur, and what-is-it comesover parting flesh.. And eyes big love-crumbs, and possibly i like the thrillof under me you so quite new.
poetry
I carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)
Love is thicker than forgetmore thinner than recallmore seldom than a wave is wetmore frequent than to failit is most mad and moonlyand less it shall unbethan all the sea which onlyis deeper than the sealove is less always than to winless never than aliveless bigger than the least beginless littler than forgiveit is most sane and sunlyand more it cannot diethan all the sky which onlyis higher than the sky
Twice I have lived forever in a smile
poetry smiling
I do not know what it is about you that closesand opens; only something in me understandsthe voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
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