The Tome

Pharaoh of the Pyramids

Dust of ancient cities long awaited,
settles in dark pools upon my eyes
(all my lovely dreams of you have faded).

A distant haunted vision, I arise
at night and float on desert winds
touching moonlit citadels in the sky.

A thousand sands of loneliness I send,
drifting the earth in softly seething mounds--
my time begins where life has no end.

Buried beneath ruins--entombed--unfound;
I flow through eternity without a sound.