The courtesan and her desertOnce there waited a courtesan.The courtesan and her desert by MsBrock
She, whose face was fairest of the fairest.
Who was desired by every lifebeggar
to even have a slightest lick of her fiery being.
There she waited, where winds don't go,
where water don't reach
where only sand over washes
where not one step is painless.
Then one day came a prince
from the desert near and same.
Offered her hearts in dozens -
warm, free and honest.
"I want one, want the one which is burning.
Prince has a heart all sick and aching."
So kept waiting that blooming courtesan.
Came king all golden and old.
Offered her eyes in dozens -
wisdom, knowledge and sight.
"I want one, want the one that has depth.
King has eyes that are golden, but blind"
Waited more that insatiable courtesan.
From the land free over the seas came a merchant.
He offered her faces in dozens -
sly, vain, ambiting.
"I want one, want the bare one.
Man so handsome has only faces that are lying"
Then came a friend old and far to embrace.
Offered her a home in dozens -
Once said another manOnce saidOnce said another man by MsBrock
but look away
A man paid
and wolf ran
made tomorrow into yesterday
and washed off all the glister.