Cleopatra’s Touch

I’ll come to Egypt, let me be your Cleopatra

“Kiddo”, he called me, “my wife and your life

Let us just be friends”

It was not enough, we both knew

I booked the flights,

Fulvia, here comes Cleopatra

The plane never left

Borders shutdown

Our dreams remained unfulfilled

His children, my life, and so on

My Egyptian Prince,

Pray, listen, how I fair,

Another Fulvia I encountered

New York I conquered

E is for ecstasy

M is for musketry

E met M is a new story

Cleopatra’s touch is the glory