Poem in Your Pocket Day

It's Poem in Your Pocket Day! If you didn't know that before reading this, it's not too late to find a poem and put it- where else? In your pocket!
I chose "you being in love" by e.e. cummings, whose poetry delights me. This is one of my favorites of his.

you being in love


will tell who softly asks in love,

am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely


to become the jumping puppets of a dream? oh i mean:


entirely having in my careful how


careful arms created this at length


inexcusable, this inexplicable pleasure-you go from several


persons: believe me that strangers arrive


when i have kissed you into a memory


slowly, oh seriously


-that since and if you disappear

solemnly


myselves


ask "life, the question how do i drink dream smile

and how do i prefer this face to another and

why do i weep eat sleep-what does the whole intend"

they wonder. oh and they cry "to be, being, that i am alive

this absurd fraction in its lowest terms

with everything cancelled

but shadows
-what does it all come down to? love? Love

if you like and i like, for the reason that i

hate people and lean out of this window is love,love

and the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love and the reason

that i do not fall into this street is love."