Her lips drink water but her heart drinks wine. ee cummings
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You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing. E.E. Cummings  (via emotional-algebra)
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Trust your heart
if the seas catch fire
(and live by love
though the stars walk backward)
e. e. cummings
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I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. E.E. Cummings (via emotional-algebra)
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We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit. E. E. Cummings
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Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star. E.E. Cummings
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You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing. E.E. Cummings 
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I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. E.E. Cummings
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The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. ee cummings
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life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
E.E. Cummings
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