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 into my arms
and life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis