To Bianca

This is a poem given to me by my nearest and most beautiful friend, Bianca, on my 21^st, and I would like to return the favor. It has become one of my favorite poems and has so much meaning to me…

Nowever – E.E. Cummings

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.

I fear no fate, for you are my fate my sweet.

I want no world, for beautiful you are my world.

You are whatever a sun will always sing as you.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows –

The root of the root and bud of the bud,

The sky of the sky of the sky of a tree called life

Higher than the soul can hope, or the mind can hide,

And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart; I carry it in my heart