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
By: e. e. cummings