since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of
things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is
in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than
wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
—the best gesture of my
brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each
other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a
paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
(E.E. Cummings)
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