An Homage to King Menkure and His Bride

The Egyptian King Mencure
And his lovely bride,
(Perhaps one of his many wives)
Pose, standing side by side.

His chest is bare,
A cap on his hair,
With flaps falling
Down on ears in a pair.
What’s on his chin-a goatee?
Scanty loincloth
Wrapped around his waist
Kept by a belt in its place.
What’s that funny underwear—
A flappy rectangle hanging there
Covering his genitals?
His arms hang onto his sides.
A stern look in his eyes.
Bare legs and feet,
Looks healthy like a bull.

His beautiful bride
Is standing on his side,
Showing her bare lovely breasts.
She is nude except her half-panties.
Her long hair falls on her breasts.
His cap-flaps, her hair, match in style.
Her right arms goes around his waist.
Her left arm, elbow bent, traces her torso,
Reaching his bare biceps.
She is beaming with love,
Embracing him thus.

Her subdued smile,
Her raised cheeks,
(is she hiding her giggling?)
She's as if bubbling in love.
Her crescent eyes,
Look straight into your eyes.
Happy to be the King’s bride,
She can’t hide her pride.
She wants to let the world
And all his other wives know,
in this show of love:
He loves me. He's all mine.

Note: Inspired by a photograph of an
ancient, circa 2490 B.C., Egyptian sculptor
of King Menkure and his bride.