I Carry Your Heart With Me, by e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)

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 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)

~e. e. cummings

You can listen to my attempt at poetry reading HERE>>>> i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart).

This is one of my favorite poetry pieces from Edward Estlin Cummings, a poet who has published almost a thousand poems. How prolific, eh?

For some reason this poem reminds me greatly of Neruda's Sonnet XVII. Both make me think: This is how one should love, if one should love at all! Just one heart, one soul...there is no I, nor you.

And I am not sentimental...