On Top Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
On Top
On top
On top of the hill side
To reach
You have to pass
Lawn after lawn of
Beauty
Snow white
Snow but warm
Breathing quiet first
Then with more heaving
Breasts:
And more and more
Passion lights and blindfolds
The paces towards the
Desired heights
More frantic become
And then
On reaching the heights
A panorama below
Giddying and ravishing
And quieter the breathing
Goes
Quieter.
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