up into the silence the green
silence with a white earth in it
you will(kiss me)go
out into the morning the young
morning with a warm world in it
(kiss me)you will go
on into the sunlight the fine
sunlight with a firm day in it
down into your memory and
a memory and memory
i)kiss me,(will go
-e.e. cummings
memories of skin + snow
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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