Egyptian Nights

Ilan Braun

Too often, my tired soul
Filled with doubts
Resumes his journey
Back to far-away Egypt

How she takes delight to find again
The deep & burning nights
Of ancient Egypt

Yes, on the Nile’s shore
My soul is feasting on lentils & meat
And sweet & forbidden fruits

And in the starry darkness
A beautiful veiled woman
Sings a wild & sensuous song
Dropping on the silver dust
Her white robe

And her brown eyes stare at me
And beg for me
Her red mouth half opened
Stretching out her arms

While the tent’s sides
Are shutting at twilight

The Egyptian desire holds me
And forges in my body
Chains stronger than iron

Consenting slave
Seeking his master’s approval
My desire is a goddess
Treacherous mistress

And my soul bends his forehead
Touching the golden mire
While, high above
Are lamenting the Angels

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