Queen Of Denial
by Anne Tyson©

I'm Cleopatra, the Queen of the Nile,
And Caesar's old flame whom you
hope to defile.
I'm glad to be rid of my years spent
with Caesar.
Julius was quite a deplorable geezer!

You're certainly wishing to be my new
suitor.
You're younger than Jules and an
awful lot cuter.
But yet, I don't realize the way that
you're feeling,
And I'm not aware that you find me
appealing.

You're Antony...Yes, and your duties
are legion...
You're managing all my affairs in the
region.
In fact, an affair's what you're hoping
to find,
Though you're wanting one of an
intimate kind!

You haven't expressed it so far, but
you know
That your interest is something you're
needing to show.
Perhaps, some day soon, I'll be able to
see
That you harbor such sensuous
feelings for me.

This morning at dawn, while I'm doing
my yoga,
You notice the shapely contour of my
toga.
I'm in quite a trance at the time that
you find me.
You cradle my breasts as you slip up
behind me.

“My Highness”, you whisper, “I can't
help but notice
Your tempting physique while you're
stretched in a lotus.
My hands are positioned”, you
whisper, and smile,
“To capture and fondle the Jewels Of
The Nile.”

You're nestling my boobs as if they're
in a cup,
And there's no mistaking the fact that
you're up.
By that, I don't mean that you're simply
awake.
Instead, you are up for as much as I'll
take!

“Tony”, I say, in a voice that's
unsteady,
“Your come-on is nice, but I'm not sure
I'm ready”.
“Cleo”, you tell me, “You're Queen of
De-nial.
It's time to admit what you've known for
a while”.

It's true what you say, and there's no
use in trying
To hold back my feelings that I've been
denying.
“My purpose in life is to pleasure my
goddess”,
You say as you pull down one side of
my bodice.

Your courage is stronger than I had
foreseen.
I think you intend to make love to your
queen!
I yield to my passion as I'm lying down,
And you undo the sash that releases
my gown.

My bust line's a prize that you promise
to plunder.
You pull back my robe for the
treasures thereunder!
Now, with the trappings of clothing
undone,
The length of my body is bared to the
sun.

Moved by the soothing massage from
your hands,
I promise I'll share with you all of my
lands.
As I mention regions incredibly fertile,
I notice you pull at your tightening
girdle.

“Cleo”, you say, “the most procreant
land
Is the tempting, moist delta right here
in my hand.”
Your claim of temptation is surely not
phony,
'Cause that's quite a bulge in your
uniform, Tony!

You tell me my bulges are awfully nice,
too,
And make for a really spectacular view.
“Mountains in Egypt are so rarely
seen”,
You say, while massaging the breasts
of your Queen.

I give my OK to possess me right here
amid
All of the camels, the Sphinx and the
pyramid.
The love gods approve...Aphrodite
and Venus
Both smile on the passion we're
sharing between us.

I doubt that the gods will respond with
a jinx
As I'm spreading my legs at the foot of
the Sphinx!
Your organ's fantastic, and though it
sounds callous,
This beats what I'd get back in Rome
at the palace!

Now I, the most sovereign of Egypt's
authorities,
Am faced with romance and conflicting
priorities.
While rigors of ruling a nation are
straining,
My peak sexual years are the ones still
remaining!

I'll forfeit dominion of Egypt for you...
A trade-off for love that I know I must
do!
By evening, when you've had some
time to recharge,
You kneel at my throne as we're back
on my barge.

Of course, while I'm talking of “taking
you in”,
That's just what I do as I'm spreading
again!
Here within walls that are fashioned
from reeds,
You're proving again you can meet all
my needs!

Egypt will just have to be in a fix,
'Cause I'm dropping anchor out here in
the sticks!
If it requires that you row or I row,
Then this barge is never returning to
Cairo!
Anne Tyson is the webmistress for mybedroomeyes.com which showcases her various flavors
of erotic poetry. Anne is 46 years old and has been married for 16 years. Residing in metro
Atlanta, Anne has been writing erotic verse since her 20's.
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