| from "is 5": Four: XIV... e.e. cummings... |
| it is so long since my heart has been with yours |
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shut by our mingling arms through a darkness where new lights begin and increase, since your mind has walked into my kiss as a stranger into the streets and colours of a town- |
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that i have perhaps forgotten how, always(from these hurrying crudities of blood and flesh)Love coins His most gradual gesture, |
| and whittles life to eternity |
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-after which our separating selves become museums filled with skilfully stuffed memories |
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