i carry your heart with me

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(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's 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 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)

~ e.e. cummings

Wedding update

Our plans are finally starting to take shape for the big day. We've also booked our honeymoon, a lot closer to home than originally planned but hopefully a tenth of the stress of travelling. A few days in the middle of the countryside with absolutely nothing to do will be just what we need.

The invitations have been designed and are in the middle of production - at the dining room table!

A jazz band has been sourced, the flower arrangements made (does anyone know where I can get about 150 roses from for a reasonable price?) And another poem discovered - I'm looking forward to finalising ceremony details.


HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

WB Yeats

I stumbled across the last two lines in a book I'm reading and thought how beautifully it captures the vulnerability of loving someone.