Losing through you what seemed myself, i findselves unimaginably mine, beyondsorrow’s own joys and hoping’s very fearsyours is the light by which my spirit’s born:yours is the darkness of my soul’s return- you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars
E.E. Cummings
Losing through you what seemed myself, i findselves unimaginably mine, beyondsorrow’s own joys and hoping’s very fearsyours is the light by which my spirit’s born:yours is the darkness of my soul’s return- you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars