may my mind stroll about hungry/
and fearless and thirsty and supple/
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong/
for whenever men are right they are not young/
and fearless and thirsty and supple/
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong/
for whenever men are right they are not young/
— e.e. cummings is love; a fabulous way to start this tumblr.