Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,025 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Like Wishful Scientists - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Alma, I love you, and when we sleep together I will love
You even more,
And I love your children, and the light that plays upon them out
Of doors:
Tus ojos son muy lindo, Alma, and you are just as intelligent as any
White woman I have ever met,
And your skin is so beautiful, Alma: your skin is the gold sheathes
Of the sun- While the other patrons just want to love you,
I want to squeeze all of the honey from your bosom:
Every part of you is a liquid treasure- all of your sweat is alcohol,
And I am living in a house that is yours,
But until you get here it is my tomb, and I want to push our belly buttons
Together and make extraordinary wishes
Like wishful scientists who push electricity through the snow.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 9, 2010



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