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Thursday, September 10, 2009

double e

(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

e.e cummings
Posted by afuntanilla at 5:50 PM
Labels: e.e. cummings, poems, poetry

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