twice I have lived forever in a smile

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

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...

i carry your heart with mei carry it in my heart

anyone lived in a pretty how townwith up so floating many bells downspring summer autumn winterhe sang his didnt he danced his didWomen and menboth little and smallcared for anyone not at allthey sowed their isnt they reaped their samesun moon stars rainchildren guessedbut only a fewand down they forgot as up they grewautumn winter spring summerthat noone loved him more by morewhen by now and tree by leafshe laughed his joy she cried his griefbird by snow and stir by stillanyones any was all to hersomeones married their everyoneslaughed their cryings and did their dancesleep wake hope and thentheysaid their nevers they slept their dreamstars rain sun moonand only the snow can begin to explainhow children are apt to forget to rememberwith up so floating many bells downone day anyone died i guessand noone stooped to kiss his facebusy 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 dingsummer 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 youwholly to be a foolwhile Spring is in the worldmy blood approvesand kisses are a far better fatethan wisdomlady i swear by all flowers. Dont cry--the best gesture of my brain is less thanyour eyelids flutter which sayswe are for eachother thenlaugh leaning back in my armsfor lifes not a paragraphAnd death i think is no parenthesis

Yours is the light by which my spirits born - you are my sun my moon and all my stars.

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 doesi 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 youi like slowly stroking the shocking fuzzof your electric fur and what-is-it comesover parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbsand possibly i like the thrillof under me you so quite new.

Unless you love someone nothing else makes sense.

Lovers alone wear sunlight.