Thread:BTR180/@comment-28358106-20160723080632/@comment-28358106-20160724222950

Here you go, different pentameter. You meet Samia's love for the first time. Ahem:

The whitened sun now hung, and there, its brilliant haft unbending,  but to the will of She who dwelt, Her eyes therein now calling. Upon his form they moved and there found what she sought, and smiling,

Said She "Come here, o wicked one, and give my court thy treasure, but it be thine own seeking heart, to take me to thy bidding."

To She he came, his feet knew not how they now went, but willing.

Her moonlight gaze came to him; Her fingers followed gently, and sought in him the secret sound of lovers binding wholly.

Her bronzed body silken, and met his there entirely, and thus entwined they gently fell, the sand beneath now giving.

Their breath as one, together in the temple bright, unhurried. The Hound, now a Destroyer, of Her regal song, now rising,

A gift unto the sand and sea, their sweet embrace completed.

And there they found, here known to them, their passion, prone, now sated. Together then, to both of them, a future spoke, thus fated...