odalisque

Posted by Author on October 16, 2010 · Leave a Comment 

‘dance for me tonight’, he whispered,

‘be the joy of my eyes in the mists of this night…’

his gaze burning with lust her footsteps,

she slowly walked in front of him,

chiming the coin belt covering her ivory hips

like a calling for earthly pleasures…

‘i’m here but to serve you…’, she answered,

fingertips barely touching the small tambourine…

and while her body submitted to the sounds,

painting in flowing movements the promises of her skills,

her soul bled all over the thought

that at the end of that night she was going to be

just another pair of eyes forgotten

in some corner of the harem’s seraglio…

© Liliana Negoi

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