I opened 100 Selected Poems by e.e. cummings and this is what I saw:

if i love You
(thickness means
worlds inhabited by roamingly
stern bright faeries

if you love
me)distance is mind carefully
luminous with innumerable gnomes
Of complete dream

if we love each(shyly)
other,what clouds do or Silently
Flowers resembles beauty
less than our breathing

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And somehow it was what I needed to hear/read. Love is that hard to understand relationship that keeps me going. It’s ultimately worth it…and wondrous…though mysterious.