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). I fear no fate (you are my fate, my sweet). I want no world (beautiful you are my world, my true). And you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you. 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 soul can hope or mind can hide). And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart. E. E. Cummings