An Ancient Cinderella Story

Across the sea,
The Mediterranean flows, Forth From the Nile,
She Rhadopis,
Stands,
With curls of golden honey,
Eyes of Acanthus,

Searching for the sea, to carry her away,
In rose red slippers,
She spins, she weaves, she grows weary,
She falls,

A pharaoh swoons,
A lotus flower,
Tresses, as feathery as papyrus,
A gemstone of the Nile,
An ancient Cinderella story.

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