It was not only once, it will go this way,
In our fight, which is deaf and destroying:
As it happened before, you rebuffed me today -
To return, like a slave, by the morning.
Therefore, don-t be stressed, my inimical friend,
My friend - enemy, caught by black laces,
If the moans of love will be moans of pain
And the kisses will leave bloody traces.
It Was Not Once
Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
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Poem topics: I love you, pain, today, fight, return, morning, enemy, black, slave, friend, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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