Robert Rorabeck

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

To The Sea - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

If we have accounted our hearts together by the
It was only to sound beautiful in swinging adultery-
And I lifted you up,
And pressed your brown skin to the sun- because
You could not swim:
It evaporated you, and made you fly; and I made a nest
For you in my arms,
But you went back home to him- and children without
The moon watching you from outside your window;
It stole your light too;
But I’ll be damned if it gave me anything to do-
So I made a gift of myself to the sea- but she, oh she-
Is still swimming inside of me.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

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