E. E. Cummings - Somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond lyrics

somewhere I have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me or which I cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though I have closed myself as fingers you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose or if your wish be to close me, I and my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the color of its countries rendering d**h and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands