My Gypsy Rose

My Gypsy Rose

The veil hangs over her dark eyes
Concealing the flames of her passion
I gaze at her hips swaying as the drums beat
Her dark thighs move in sensuous circles
As she moves like a cat through the smoky room
The men are all dazed by hookahs
As they sit cross-legged watching her
Their eyes hungry
Their obscene thoughts reflected in leers

Scheherazade rugs cover the floor
As I step with bare feet
through the sweet smoke of the hookahs
Serving these fattened calves
As they swill their liquor and drink in the smoke
Leaving them entranced
As her belly button moves in and out
Pulsing to the rhythm of the drums

The plate of cardamom tea I bear
Is sweetened with lemon juice
Whose citrus scent enlivens my loins
That stir within the folds of my robe
Like the wings of a dove
Whose nest hides in the cotton
Where my manhood flutters
But these sad old men
Do not know her as I do
They can’t see past the veil
They have been placed across the sun of her face
I have seen her dark eyes in the star-lit night
As she passed by my house
I have longed to caress her pomegranates
Till she is oozing sweet juice
Deep in her love nest

Is it my imagination or is she looking at me
Although I cannot see her eyes
I see her face aimed at what rises for her
Hidden behind the men
I trace my candle through my altar cloth
She begins dancing faster
Moving closer to me
My heart beats like a frightened sparrow
Such a vision of beauty she is
As brilliant as the flash of creation
A woman who could set a thousand ships to sail
She was my is my destiny

As the drums die down
She vanishes phantom-like behind the curtains
 
I followed her drawn like a bee to honey
She leads me to a room covered with cushions
Embroidered in them are images of Eden
Eve naked handing the forbidden fruit to Adam
The serpent gazing on with reddened eyes
Her veil falls from her golden face
Revealing her in regal splendor
Her eyes sparkling in lamplight
My privilege to see her magnificence
A wonder the men we left behind
Can only imagine

She eases me onto the cushions
My body falls across hers
As naturally as the sun falling into the horizon
I am eclipsed by her sun
As her garments fall off her
Leaving the bare origins
Of the mystery
She is open to me
Like a fruit split in half
Her sex laid bare
Like the rose of Jericho
My sweet sister in spirit

Our dance begins
My robe heaping at my feet
Her lips fall over my rook
Leaving trails of smoke
Across my organ pipe
As I sink into cushions
Her legs wrapped around my thighs
Like thick grape vines

Her scent is so cat-like
Like a lioness of the desert
Her muscles rippling in the lamplight
Dark olive skin shimmering
Glittering beads of sweat adorning her hips and face
My hand journeys down her stomach
The same body which held the men captive
Is now mine
My tongue follows my hand
The two play her like a mandolin
Following the curve of her inner thighs
Gently my teeth bite into her soft flesh
My lips meet her flower with swift determination
 
Tasting her spice
Filling my mouth with her melange
As her hands press down on my head
I try to draw out her bud
With my lips pressing the diadem of a woman
Eliciting her dove coos
Her female garden
Moist with fertile excitement
The total eclipse of my radiance
By the sun of her beauty
Until she ascends to heaven
Her little death is a prelude to ecstasy
As her ambrosia coats my sticky cheeks

This is my act of worship
In the divine church of the Goddess
The sacrament of my mouth on her sexual heart
Filling me with holy pleasure
I rise from her steaming center
My lips meet hers
As she licks my mouth
The essence of her body
The re-creation of my soul
Completed in her embrace
As she grasps my phallus
Teasing the petals of her flower
With my thickened shaft
As I lay on softened cushions legs apart
She sits between them
Hearing the drums outside begin to beat again
Feeling her through my appendage of love
Thrust into her sacred gorge
Filling her to the rim
Grazing her bud with delicious fierceness
Until the drums outside beat wildly
My heart beating furiously
The storm of my emotions compels me
To submit to her completely
As she brings me to the edge
Plunging me into a vat of fire
I am consumed by her
As my body convulses with pleasure
I hear the drums begin to die again
The evening almost finished
She says, “I must go now.”
 
With a kiss, she leaves me
I am alone once more
But warmed by the knowledge
That what once was will be once more
When our orbits coincide again
I will sink into her sun
And die in her arms