Love and Thickness

*Tribute poem to e.e. cummings

"Stars are the thesis of the soul"
Bright shining, never-ending---
The surrounding darkness
which will never cease to be envious
of the luminosity.
Figuratively speaking, life---
Paled in comparison by the cosmos.
And then literary highs. Literary highs?
But there will always be the literary lows
When sometimes, doesn't it feel like
it could go on forever?
That we could go on forever?
To tap, to type letters into your heart.
That's all I will ever want,
darling.
That's all I will ever want.