E.E.Cummings

if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have

so that my life(which liked the sun and the moon)

resembles something that has not occurred

i have never loved you dear as now i love

Eternity’s a Five Year Plan

perhaps this ghost

may my mind stroll about hungry

and fearless and thirsty and supple

and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong

whose hearts are mountains, roots are trees

love

immortally occurs beyond the mind