(i carry it in my heart)

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 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)

This is why I love art. After hearing this poem for the first time years and years ago, murmuring it under my breath at work, still gives me the same chills. This poem, to me, has grown with me. Stretch with my understanding of love and life. It is more beautiful to me know than it was before.
 
It's alive.
 
And it's always changing and never changing and still keeping the stars apart.
 
All that to say, i carry your heart.