Sunday, March 12, 2006

(once like a spark) by e. e. cummings

(once like a spark)
if strangers meet
life begins-
not poor not rich
(only aware)
kind neither
nor cruel
(only complete)
i not not you
not possible;
only truthful-
if strangers(who
deep our most are

(and so to dark)

Oh I can't remember where or when or how
but I spent my whole life chasing after you,

And now I don’t I don’t know where I’m running to.

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