puddle-wonderful

"The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful."
- E. E. Cummings

Here is a poem by e. e. cummings, for my girl, who loves to dance with me in the rain.

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)

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)