The Creature Most Similar To You Poem by Robert Rorabeck

I can tell the legends my song
Above the honeyed wheat and waterslides:
Here is where the milkmaids lie all the way beyond their
Men,
Right down to their bones and loaded dice:
This is where their milk pails lie and are licked clean
By the industrious mice;
And I have had poems- I have had words spilled right here,
All around your mother’s throat,
The woman you can never leave because she is so clearly your
Family:
And you cannot join me, because you can never have too
Families Alma:
So I sell fireworks and tell you against the odd tidal waves
That I have very strong feelings for you;
And I made you tell me that you loved me today,
And I told you I wanted to get married in your church,
Which made you laugh:
The jovial laughter of your brown body like an otter in a cocoon,
A creature that is playful but never tamed;
And it is funny that I had to explain to you a couple of weeks before
Hand what an otter was, while we were holding hands.
When that is the creature most similar to you.