Anonymous said: Dearest enjolras. In vain i have struggled, ir will not do. Please do me the honour of agreeing to be my wine buddy. I mean wife. I mean husband. I mean hi. Let's get high together. Um. This sounded better in my head.

Anonymous said: [Daughter of the lands, did you wait for your poet?] Would it have been worth while/After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets/After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor/And this, and so much more?/It is impossible to say just what I mean!