[It was a day of great victory, for the men who
Fought well today. They have shown their Pharaoh
Dedication and of what their land meant to them…
For the falcon God Horus smiled upon us…!]
The banquet was held in the grand chamber of the palace.
It was the largest of the halls for the gathering of the people.
The torches and lanterns were twice fold for the pharaoh,
Wanted the chamber to be well bright.
They raised their cups of wine, standing facing the pharaoh
To give thanks to the gods before them and, for the new
Day to come. The pharaoh bowed his head and the music
And dancers begin.
The servants bring forth fruits, bread, wine, beer…
The pharaoh even spared a cow to show his gratitude
To his people." Cows are very sacred to Egyptians, they believe
That the spirit of the Goddess Hathor lives in the cow…"
The pharaoh rejoiced with his people on this triumphing day.
And he did admire the dancers, as they so wish to please him.
Their dresses were of sheer that came from cotton of the land.
Their garment's covered their flesh, but also leaving enough
To reveal…! They also wore a veil that covered their face,
Alloying only the eyes to be seen. These were the way of the
Dancers to seduce the pharaoh…!
The pharaoh was very pleased with them but one, stood out
More than the others…
He notice the way that she moved but more so, he notice her eyes,
The color was not of norm, they were not like the others, they
Spoke to him. The pharaoh decide to retire and go to his private
Chamber. He then sends for the dancer with the eyes, for something
Has awakened within him that he cannot explain nor the reason why!
The dancer arrives and say's; master, I am here to please, do you wish
Me to bath in front of you or would you wish me to bath you…?
She then removed her clothing made of sheer. She then gracefully
Took the pharaoh hand, they wandered over to the basin which
Had Lotus floating and fountains shaped like fish, and, lanterns
That hung from the ceiling that lite the room with warm glow.
The veil still remain on her face. She stands before him, dripping
With water of the basin and droplets that cling to her, every part
Of her loving soul. Oh yes, he notices her breast…firm, with
Rose buds shaped like tears from heaven!
Still she say's; master I wish to please…with eyes of passions wonder.
The pharaoh could no longer hold back anymore! For he wished
To touch her, her skin tanned and soft as silk…! She whispered
To him as he was gently kissing her neck, the things of only
A pharaoh heart could feel…again he looked into her eyes…
Not knowing what he is feeling and yet, something within him
Awakening! Their body's moving in motion to the whispers
And biting of flesh that's on fore in water!
She then looked into his eyes again…he knew that she was smiling,
Though he could not see her lips, he could feel them…
She then made her way down his body, kissing…nibble ling…
Whispering…I wish to please master…I wish…to please…
As she succumb his phallus…
The chamber seems to grow brighter with light! The flames were
Burning higher and higher…! The pharaoh gently took her head
Within his hands and looked deep into her eyes…and gave her
A smile… he then called for the servants!
Bring us more Myrrh and Lotus! Plenty of Lotuses!
And prepare us for the Ka!
The pharaoh looked into her eyes again and said; this will be a night
That we will never forget. You are the Flower and I am the Water
As we become one, to create the Lotus…we become one as Eve…
Sorry people, this is not a poem, but a vision of the past
of the times of Ancient Egypt, a place at times I call home...
enjoyed reading this very much....now I know a little history too.....This was a very good.....mmmmmmm....I wish to please master…I wish…to please…...write
Love
Tinka
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on December 24, 2002
Passion is known in the East. The West is still trying to figure it out. Great write.
So very vivid a write...thank you for taking me on this mental journey :-) - Rissa
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge
Reviewed on December 20, 2002
Sorry Gilles, I clicked the review button by accident! This is very intense and has a sense of real history. Makes you feel as if you are there.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2002
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2002
Gilles,
frequent fond memories of
beauty and love and nights warm in the
sun of the eye. Red blazzen love
embraces the memories of ancient home
Eygpt..,.. A beautiful vision and sensual meaningful dream
I loved this
Happy Holidays grom
left eye tear.
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Love
Tinka
frequent fond memories of
beauty and love and nights warm in the
sun of the eye. Red blazzen love
embraces the memories of ancient home
Eygpt..,.. A beautiful vision and sensual meaningful dream
I loved this
Happy Holidays grom
left eye tear.