Pharoah

Critical
Pivotal
Sat by you
So calm
In the presence
Of a
King
Power
you possess
I’m a mess
Intrigued
By you

Smile
Shines
Melts me
Lick me up
Scoop me
Like rum raisin
In your cup

Body
Rippled like
The waves
In your hair
You must
Have built
Those pyramids
By yourself

Fought
Many battles
All won
I can not
Will not
Let you lose
I refuse
I give you me
My mind
My body

Egypt
Does not
Deserve you
Come on
Let me
Serve you

Pharoah

©Tia L. Clarke 2009