Willy Munyoki

Rookie - 189 Points (1/8/1990 / Nairobi, Kenya)

On The Mountain's Top - Poem by Willy Munyoki

On the hilltop there still stood
I and she. And if they could,
Every eye could see
Two interwoven, surmounted on mount's apogee.

Sweet, blinding, stealing...! ineffable to recall;
Relished by the poet and the reader all.
Us thus did steep,
And sooner steam would heap.

And so in her I discerned through and through,
As ever I had crossed fingers anew and anew;
Painting of signature carefully drawn,
Unspoken avowal, one be my own.

If ever I will summon up moments rare, one
Is this what stemmed; If heart is ever won,
So did I: Of love's apogee high and steady,
And Anne the bearer is full and ready.

I remember going, then not going,
And thus, pumping and panting of loin;
And parting, and then stopping,
And back for a smooch then, hopping.

Albeit rich I was darkness now loomed,
'Mother at home- I late- I am doomed! '
She whispered; but it was a no care nor scare,
Not swallowed by the moment's spirit's flare!

Listen to this poem:

Comments about On The Mountain's Top by Willy Munyoki

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 25, 2010

[Report Error]