Heat radiates toward him
gold catching reflections.
Eyes boredly gaze about
deep crimson judging.
He is ruler of the sand
and all the people.
Such a young age he be
yet wisdom he shows.
Multi-colored hair spikes toward the sky
an unusual crown.
He must endure much pain
his heart damaged.
No one to love him
no one just yet.
Another time comes
then shall come true love.
Mirror images reflecting
opposites and sameness.
Such is the nature
of a pharaoh's love.