Moved

Oct 21, 2007 08:59

 (i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

~ excerpt from
"somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond" by ee cummings.

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litchrysallis October 23 2007, 15:26:04 UTC
This is one of my favorait poems and one of my favorait verses from a poem ever. : D

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ilcc November 1 2007, 15:28:24 UTC
Dear Litchrysallis,

Thanks for the kind post. While I am generally in my "Journal Friend" journal it was wonderful to see you here. I hope you are well!
Blessings to you
Journal Friend

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