Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,195 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Fieldtrip Of Your Opportunistic Flowers - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

As randy as a young bull in the spectral
Ovoid of its first dance;
This is how I met you, and I will never meet you
But for that one night underneath the commuting
I addressed you: I breathed atop you like a bee
With ribs:
I kissed you once and apologized;
I made you sigh, or made you pretend to sigh:
And the room was weird,
But the room was ours,
And I enjoyed all I could, dancing madly, crashing
Into things just as happily to be getting nowhere
Across the fieldtrip of your opportunistic flowers.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

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