Scheherazade
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She is a creature of holy desire.
Desire itself created her from flowers
of feelings, gestures of flesh, breathings
of soul. Her mind is always a polished
beacon lighting her way to the one most
in need. Always a dutiful and loving daughter
she accepted her father's protection
from venal men swarming everywhere and everywhere
leaving the wreckage of lives behind their hastening
steps. But now her father uderstood she had become
his protector: She surrendered to the grasp of
Sultan Schahriar with the wisdom of an angel
who uses the light to redeem the darkness.
And alone in the night the Sultan puzzles over
latest story.
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