i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i
am never without it (anywhere
i go you go,
my dear; and whatever is done
by only me
is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for
you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you
are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever
a sun will always sing is you
here is the
deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the
root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky
of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than
the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is
the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your
heart (i carry it in my heart)
e.e.
cummings
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