mánudagur, mars 20, 2006

e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i wantno world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which growshigher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars aparti carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
ó rómantíska ég! ætla að fá mér kaffi hlusta á blús og lesa ljóð!
góða nótt
hulda rún an american poet!

4 ummæli:

Nafnlaus sagði...

já okey...sæti!!!

Nafnlaus sagði...

talandi um arty farty! ;)

Nafnlaus sagði...

oh how sweet.. it is to be in lover by you by you by you...

Nafnlaus sagði...

mínus þetta err þarna.. hvað var það eiginlega að hugsa að reyna að vera með