Henry

“Dearest,
If I could fold myself into this poem,
if I could carve my longing
into the spaces between the lines,
if I could squeeze my heart
into the words, and reach you,
would you finally understand?”
― Atere J.R.

“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
― E.E. Cummings

“If I were bolder
I would tell you how your existence
turns my solitude into longing,
my longing into poetry.”
― Atere J.R., A Secret Silent Fall

“If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.”
― Mark Twain