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Cleopatra’s Denial of Her Nile
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Cleopatra’s Denial of Her Nile
I must admit I am jealous!
I know to whom you belong
Pharaoh is a lucky man
However, it pains me more
To her you and not him tell me
That you’re untouchable!
Yes I understand,
Can read between the fine lines of the scribe’s papyrus reed
I too can decipher the hieroglyphs of your body’s language
Have read them to myself so many moons ago
Comprehending my fated destiny
When your hug was replaced with a handshake
When the meeting of eyes was substituted
For a slight nod of your golden tiara upon your passing me
Yet, how come you still continue to fool with me,
Continue to fool with death!
You of all people
Should know that our love is Forbidden!
Does Pharaoh’s decree not say?
To like me is bad,
To love me is sin.
Must you coin me your Sinbad?
Because I am the one who is capable of pillaging your vessel
Traversing your every delicate deck yet still
Having the mercy to leave your beautiful riches and booty intact
So that Pharaoh won’t know of your affairs
Yes you are delusional Cleopatra!
The doe caught between ragging bucks
Faced with the dilemma of which to choose and which to slaughter
Must I settle this matter for you?
Here!
Take this very blade from my hand
Complete our ancestor’s ancient ritual to cease all this turmoil
Mummify me, if you will
Cut out my eyes so that I may never see you
Cut out my tongue so that I may never speak to you
Cut out my heart so that it may never beat life for you
Alas cut out my brain so that it will never think of you
Then place them on the shelves of Pharaoh’s tomb
Without embalming fluids so that they will rot away
Be forgotten like the key thrust into the lake of burning fire
Why is it that you drop the blade my love?
Why do you say you don’t want to hurt me?
When you already have
What’s another cut?
Or is it that you have been found wanting,
Of noble birth
A man greater than Pharaoh,
A man whom originates from your tribe,
A man who calleth upon the rain in the form of slow dances
To quench your desert’s thirst for love
Flooding your eyes with an oasis of wetlands
Tears of Joy, Happiness
Streaming down your cheeks like the very Nile
Flowing into a great paradise
You won’t admit,
You still long for.
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This is an outstanding ode to a lost love! It reeks of betrayal and regret, and greed…wanting what we can’t have as humans is the downfall of kingdoms. This is going in my faves!
Cut out my eyes so that I may never see you
Cut out my tongue so that I may never speak to you
Cut out my heart so that it may never beat life for you
Alas cut out my brain so that it will never think of you
Then place them on the shelves of Pharaoh’s tomb
Without embalming fluids so that they will rot away