Come Rumba with Me - Be My Love <br /> <br />TRUE EMBRACE <br /> <br /> <br />True? rum_b(e) a(r) with me, be my love? <br />Rum whisky tipple makes one think, <br />Urge surges and within a wink <br />Enchantment's spells the heart may move. <br />Each day I'll pour my sonnets out, <br />Make rhymes which some think up the spout, <br />Brand brandy soda mode a bandy <br />Rum, - once again - will make you randy ! <br />And should a double tot improve <br />CEment gold band, that would be grandy ! <br /> <br /> <br />Response after Sir Walter Raleigh <br /> <br />Now if the world were ever young, <br />with truth in every poet's tongue <br />undying flame your name I'd sing, <br />with compliments in everything, <br /> <br />regrets you'd never hear - my lung <br />unending praises might have sung. <br />Such declaration would you bring <br />to ecstasy’s orgasmic ring. <br /> <br />Each sense whence Homo Sap does spring <br />upon eternity would cling, <br />Years untold spend for joy sans end, <br />as colour flows rainbows suspend. <br /> <br />Poor me ! for time retains its sting, <br />is fleeting swift upon the wing <br />one hour, one day or night, fair friend, <br />each to Fate’s finger dust must bend! <br /> <br /> <br />© Jonathan Robin Acrostic Parody written 5 April 2005<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-live-with-me-and-be-my-love-parody-ii-come-rumba-with-me-christopher-marlowe/
