♥ a love poem.

source.

since feeling is first,

who pays any attention

to the syntax of things

will never wholly kiss you.

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 the 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.

ee.cummings