CentaurA Poem by Yakovlevova
I am now.
Standing here; looking at you. I am not afraid. Fools died to have you. To taste your tears, The first time, the last time. But that's past us now. Brutal, agonizing pain is mine to savior. I am now. I am not afraid. I taste you, one last time. And I fall. The last fool to have you. © 2016 Yakovlevova |
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1 Review Added on January 21, 2016 Last Updated on January 21, 2016 Tags: Centaur, love, infatuation, longing Author
YakovlevovaFLAboutI would like to tell my stories to you, and only you. I love my family, food, the desert, sleeping under the galactic center, Key West, and kayaking. Everything else is inconsequential. .. more..Writing
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