I could not stay in Alexandria
the brilliant blue sea, the cloudless sky
the perfect yellow shore
all lovely; bathed in light.
Standing there day dreaming of Antony
lost was he between her limbs
High Priestess of Isis
intoxicated Roman.
What color were her eyes?
Blue? Perhaps Nile green
like the eyes of my lover
far away on another yellow shore.
I could not stay in Alexandria
the blue sea, the cloudless sky
I must hasten to my Isis
an intoxicated Roman lost between her limbs.
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I was just thinking about Cleopatra this morning, for some reason. Strange coincidence.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Hi Pete – spent some months in Alexandria working in the early-nineties without my wife. My favorite Egyptian city – very Mediterranean – I felt right at home. Regards.
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Nice.
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