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In Another Time
I awake each morning
in my silk covered bed
surrounded by my maidens
as soon as I open my eyes
they flutter about me
like butterflies
I am lifted from the warmth
my feet touch down on the
finest carpet
My arms outstretched
they lift away my sleep
They wrap themselves around me
to protect me from
the chill, their breath
warming me
lavishing me in
warm rose oil, lotions and powders
slowly and carefully they
dress me
in the finest undergarments
I sit as they curl my long locks
into the most beautiful tresses
that flow below my shoulders
powdering my face,
blushing my cheeks,
staining my lips
to the most sensual of reds
my green eyes enhanced
by the emeralds
and pearls
placed in my hair
slipping silk stockings
over my feet and up to my
milky white thighs
my feet gently slide
into lavish slippers
I rise and they shimmer
dance about me as
they slip me into
laces and silky flowery brocade
tying and buttoning
to be sure
I can almost not breathe
in the weightiness of it
eagerly they bring me to
the floor length mirror
so I can see myself
in all my glory
gently kissing my cheeks
and hands
as they see the smile
that reaches my lips
they know they
have done their best
I am a Goddess.
in my silk covered bed
surrounded by my maidens
as soon as I open my eyes
they flutter about me
like butterflies
I am lifted from the warmth
my feet touch down on the
finest carpet
My arms outstretched
they lift away my sleep
They wrap themselves around me
to protect me from
the chill, their breath
warming me
lavishing me in
warm rose oil, lotions and powders
slowly and carefully they
dress me
in the finest undergarments
I sit as they curl my long locks
into the most beautiful tresses
that flow below my shoulders
powdering my face,
blushing my cheeks,
staining my lips
to the most sensual of reds
my green eyes enhanced
by the emeralds
and pearls
placed in my hair
slipping silk stockings
over my feet and up to my
milky white thighs
my feet gently slide
into lavish slippers
I rise and they shimmer
dance about me as
they slip me into
laces and silky flowery brocade
tying and buttoning
to be sure
I can almost not breathe
in the weightiness of it
eagerly they bring me to
the floor length mirror
so I can see myself
in all my glory
gently kissing my cheeks
and hands
as they see the smile
that reaches my lips
they know they
have done their best
I am a Goddess.
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