Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,996 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Daydream Of A Kidnapped Mexico - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

They were unsure of how beautiful they really
Were until the liquor was all gone,
And the body of my old muse was coming up browned
From her bed-
There she will awaken like a goddess over a clay earth,
Whose breasts I somehow once suckled-
That fit entirely into my oversized mouth- and who
I gave orgasms to successively in those
Few afternoons, bandy-legged- the fireworks cooling
Over the earth, and her mind so far lost
Into the daydreams of a kidnapped Mexico- that for
A scarce moment there was nothing that could scare her away.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 13, 2011


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