three years with forrest today. and so here is e.e. cummings.

since feeling is first

who pays attention

to the syntax of things

will never wholly kiss you

wholly to be a fool

while Spring is in the world

my blood approves

and kisses are a better fate

than wisdom

i swear by all flowers. Don't cry

- the best gesture of my brain is less than

your eyelid's flutter which says

we are for each other: then

laugh, leaning back in my arms

for life's not a paragraph

And death I think is no parenthesis.