Poems ✍️
  31.01.2026
  18

Author: Anna Akhmatova

In Dream

Black and enduring separation
I share equally with you.
Why weep? Give me your hand,
Promise me you will come again.
You and I are like high
Mountains and we can't move closer.
Just send me word
At midnight sometime through the stars.


  Separation longing hope

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