sexta-feira, maio 25, 2007

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.
{Poem by E. E. Cummings}

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