Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,024 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

To Make You Mine - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Build up your stores by the dozens
Because I have great legs;
Helped out by my dogs I yet can carry a
Forest so far on my back,
My black jeans slimming:
There are only so many candles on a cake,
And verbs are awful things,
The way they wish to do upon the empiricisms
Like you wish to do upon,
And yet you are still a real beautiful girl:
I assure you without a doubt you are very real,
And even if it finishes me I will take what
I needs to build you the proof,
But you must be ready, a hoarder of wine;
And you must lay off kissing your husband,
Because I will have to learn to do the bruises
If I am going to make you mine.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009



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