The Sultana 1. A Dying Cat
Her
drunk, insane limbs laid paralyzed.
As searing tears of betrayal finally overflow her eyes she tried to move again.
Her long fingers spidered across the gore- drenched mosiac,
led her naked legs forward, but they were drunk,
they were feverish weights that refused her, the knees squeaked from the gore of her bond-maids
Her spine was electric, and she choked herself to kill the fear.
A fly buzzed and she gasped, inhaling a dull wave of sweet rotten things,
her hands were wet with the overripe figs spattered across the courtyard
they mingled in pulpy unison, her legs drenched with their undead seeds.
As searing tears of betrayal finally overflow her eyes she tried to move again.
Her long fingers spidered across the gore- drenched mosiac,
led her naked legs forward, but they were drunk,
they were feverish weights that refused her, the knees squeaked from the gore of her bond-maids
Her spine was electric, and she choked herself to kill the fear.
A fly buzzed and she gasped, inhaling a dull wave of sweet rotten things,
her hands were wet with the overripe figs spattered across the courtyard
they mingled in pulpy unison, her legs drenched with their undead seeds.
The
flies sang around her like a cloak of fiends,
The courtyard reeled crazily about her,
She eyed the beam of light at the courtyard's end, her hands darted out
Snatched toward the pillars, missed, and fell heavily, her legs wriggled in the air like bony sausages
Outplayed, outbid, she conceded and relaxed
Blood, mixed with froth and wine foamed from her staggering jaws
The courtyard reeled crazily about her,
She eyed the beam of light at the courtyard's end, her hands darted out
Snatched toward the pillars, missed, and fell heavily, her legs wriggled in the air like bony sausages
Outplayed, outbid, she conceded and relaxed
Blood, mixed with froth and wine foamed from her staggering jaws
She
was called the Persian Hellcat: for her lithe and athletic legs,
seductive prancing step, and her seemingly uncanny ability to survive
coups and intrigues where fairer but more foolish women have
perished. They called her this because her unclean skills broke every
rule of civilizations; never weighed nor tamed by the highest laws
touched by Heaven. Once a royal compliment for her unique wisdom in
lust.
Can't believe they were sisters...she and that Yemen concubine,
Can't believe every fake hug, every feint smile, every false gift shared led to this. Can't believe it since they shared the same cock and swapped royal seeds for nearly two decades,
She
won't cry, she was a proud lover, a wife, a widow, and a mother, so
she will die like one,
In an instant she slaughtered her memories and groped her wild tawny hair over her amber shoulders into a queenly bun.
~
The Brute came later, drenched with her women
and only found the magnificent eyes of a tiger staring back.
لكم مع تدفق الشعر الداكن والعينين لالتقاط الأنفاس،
وهلة الاستفسار الخاص أن يترك لي التراجع.
العيون التي تخترق ثم سحب مثل السيف ملطخة بالدماء،
عيون مع خنجر جلدة!
ناهيك عن تلك الوعود مما يجعل من الآخرة:
انضمام إليها الآن، والأصدقاء الصالحين، وقالت انها هي التسمم.
Enjoy~
In an instant she slaughtered her memories and groped her wild tawny hair over her amber shoulders into a queenly bun.
~
The Brute came later, drenched with her women
and only found the magnificent eyes of a tiger staring back.
لكم مع تدفق الشعر الداكن والعينين لالتقاط الأنفاس،
وهلة الاستفسار الخاص أن يترك لي التراجع.
العيون التي تخترق ثم سحب مثل السيف ملطخة بالدماء،
عيون مع خنجر جلدة!
ناهيك عن تلك الوعود مما يجعل من الآخرة:
انضمام إليها الآن، والأصدقاء الصالحين، وقالت انها هي التسمم.
Enjoy~
