Oh, one more, just one more, from this cummings selected poetry collection (well, until the next one).
#82
true lovers in each happening of their heartslive longer than all which and every who;despite what fear denies,what hope asserts,what falsest both disprove by proving true
(all doubts,all certainties,as villains striveand heroes through the mere mind's poor pretend--grim comics of duration:only loveimmortality occurs beyond the mind)
such a forever is love's any nowand her each here is such an everywhere,even more true would truest lovers growif out of midnight dropped more suns that are
(yes;and if time should ask into his wasall shall,their eyes would never miss a yes)
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