Yearning for the maiden
Republished from 2026
“Staring across the waters again?" Marcus asked. It was as if his friend were in a trance.
"Look... look... you can just see them."
"See what?"
"Look... right there! The cliffs. like a maiden's smile... inviting... enticing."
"Ha ha... my friend, you spend too much time staring at that distant shore. You are as a man bewitched."
"Bewitched or not, I mean to visit her."
"I fear your advances will not be welcome."
"Welcome or not, I will take her. The plebs would love me for it."
"Gaius Julius, bed that maiden and the whole of Rome will love you."
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Raymond G Taylor
Author based in Margate on the English Kent coast, having moved from London. Known for his short stories and flash fiction, as well as poetry and non-fiction writing on subjects such as art, science, technology and the human condition
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