call me a fool
I found true love
and walked away from it.
and then years later I did it again
Now I don't know what true love is anymore.
Maybe it's the love of a brother for his sister?
I that is the truest love I know.
thanks for visiting me in the asylum jana
Thanks for writing
I like reading your poetry.
I like her poetry too
He loved three things, alive:
white peacocks, songs at eve,
and antique maps of America.
Hated when children cried,
and raspberry jam with tea,
and feminine hysteria.
…and he had married me.
Anna Akhmatova
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