I love you much

I love you much (most beautiful darling)

I love you much(most beautiful darling)

 

more than anyone on the earth and I

like you better than everything in the sky

 

-sunlight and singing welcome your coming

 

although winter may be everywhere

with such a silence and such a darkness

none can quite begin to guess

 

(except my life)the true time of year-

 

and if what calls itself a world should have

the luck to hear such singing(or glimpse such

sunlight as will leap higher than high

through gayer than gayest someone’s heart at your each

 

nearness)everyone certainly would(my

most beautiful darling)believe in nothing but love

E.E. Commings

 

 

Because I love you last night

E.E. Cummings, full-length portrait, facing le...

E.E. Cummings, full-length portrait, facing left, wearing hat and coat / World-Telegram photo by Walter Albertin. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Because I love you last night

because I love you last night

 

clothed in sea lace

appeared to me

your mind drifting

with chuckling rubbish

of pearl weed coral and stones;

 

lifted, and(before my

eyes sinking)inward, fled; softly

your face smile breasts gargled

by death:drowned only

 

again carefully through deepness to rise

these your wrists

thighs feet hands

 

poising

to again utterly disappear;

rushing gently swiftly creeping

through my dreams last

night, all of your

body with its spirit floated

clothed only in

 

the tide’s acute weaving murmur

E.E. Cummings

 

 

I carry your heart with me

                                         I carry your heart with me

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