You were Osiris and Ra rolled into one.
Your power scorching delicate flesh
turning it a deep red with nothing more than a look...
a look that encompassed the various hills, plains and valleys of her body.
she couldn't breath, her heart pressing tightly against her lungs
as You helped Yourself to her.
And who was she to say no? she couldn't resist, she was compelled.
Driven by an unseen force.
Was it her imagination or did the people of Thebes stare at her as she passed?
Did it show? Was it that obvious?
Even the scarabs seemed to know in their silent communication to one another.
There was something dark, mysterious and powerful in that kiss
When You stoked the fire
and between You and the hot sun of Deshert
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