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 far 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 eachother: then laugh, leaning back in my arms for life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis

Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?

in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.

love is thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly and less it shall unbe than all the sea which only is deeper than the sea love is less always than to win less never than alive less bigger than the least begin less littler than forgive it is most sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky

What time is it? It is by every star a different time, and each most falsely true.

one pierced moment whiter than the rest -turning from the tremendous lie of sleep i watch the roses of the day grow deep.