As the sun rises <br />Sparkling <br />From the Cebu Straits, <br />An orchid, <br />Golden diwata child swathed in pink, <br />Emerges from the foam. <br /> <br />She glistens, <br />Beads shimmering on her mango breasts <br />Luscious and sweet, <br />Taut and inviting, <br />Laboring against their lavender confines. <br /> <br />And as the water cascades <br />From the silken, ebony curtain of her hair, <br />I gasp at this vision <br />Of the granddaughter of Lapu-Lapu. <br />She conquers me as surely as Magellan fell. <br />I bend to her beauty <br />And pray she will bend to me. <br /> <br />Manag-uyab, <br />Grant me license to explore your shores, <br />To find safe harbor in your arms. <br />Blow safe winds and loving words <br />From the soft warmth of your lips. <br />Envelop me in your womanhood. <br />Let me feel your rising tides <br />As nourishing Pacific waters <br />Offer sweet susurrations.<br /><br />Robert J Meyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pinay/
