i carry your 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)

-e e cummings

everytime i see the man with the heart-in-heart balloons pass by, i think of two things:
1) this ee cummings poem
2) how the hell they get a mini heart balloon within a big heart balloon (i have a theory...)

i'm often running or trying to get a cab when i see him, but tonight i was home and grabbed my camera in time to catch him. the best part? he saw me and stopped to wave.

with all the hearts he carries with him, i hope someone special carries his. and yours.