He had shared a bed with success, br Heaven-kissing hills bowed at his feet. br He had grown taller than height, br his head scraped the sky when he strode. br And like a lion gearing against a zebra br he went about things driven by the pleasure of her virtue. br He marched ahead on the path of life br br She bid him to cautiously tread across an old tiny bridge br that ran across an ever-hungry pit: br That knotty bridge that connects her home to the crest of br her lovers seek br br But her caution cry was blown away by the airy aura br of her bed that breezed with him. br He strode on larger than life, br flowing in the memories of their affair. br His gaze was fixed above the rainbows br he was flying on memory wings br through the grey clouds of their fornication br even at the edge of that hungry and abyssal pit br that many a man had fallen into.