The few to whom I tell our story think you must have been the love of my life. I don’t like to think in those terms. I have also loved others well. How could I put you above my dear Andrew, my third and last husband, my happiest marriage? He was such a dear, we were so close, best friends as well as lovers.
But then, I could not say I loved him more than you – even though no loves could have been more different.
You are certainly one of the loves of my life! Though I won’t say I loved you the most, neither could I truthfully say that I ever loved anyone more.
May you rest in peace! (May all my dear, dead loves rest in peace.)
an old lady
many years later
I think of you
whenever love is mentioned –
always that leap of my heart
The title was a prompt at the Tanka Poets On Site group on facebook.
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