Nothing false and possible is love
Nothing false and possible is love nothing false and possible is love (who’s imagined, therefore is limitless) love’s to giving
Love poems by E. E. Cummings
Nothing false and possible is love nothing false and possible is love (who’s imagined, therefore is limitless) love’s to giving
e.e. cummings love is the every only god love is the every only god who spoke this earth so glad and big even a thing all small and
e.e. cummings I like my body i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite a new thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like
e.e. cummings I carry your heart with me I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhere I go you go,
e.e. cummings since feeling is first since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss
You Being in Love e.e. cummings you being in love will tell who softly asks in love, am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely to
if i believe e.e. cummings if i believe in death be sure of this it is because you have loved me, moon and sunset stars and flowers gold creshendo