High Bird Post
Poetry
Summary: Bella's morning routine, as seen by Edward. AU, set years after the series. Short Poem.
A/N: Hey! Bet you weren't expecting poetry from me… I'm pretty happy with this. It evolved from a fifteen-liner to a fifty-liner quickly. I like it now, but… I'm sure I'll laugh at it in years to come, due to its repetitive nature.
Oh yeah, don't turn back because of the pairing.
Pairings: JxB, suggested ExB
Rating: K+
He sits
On his high bird post
Upon the tallest tree
Daintily
And watches.
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She wakes
In her large empty bed
Within her not-so-empty house
Quietly
And stirs.
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She walks
Feet padding against the floor
In the hallway to the kitchen
Softly
And kisses her husband.
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He sits
On his high bird post-
That dirty, dirty wolf -
Angrily
And watches.
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She cooks
Breaking the eggs just so
Cooking the food to perfection
Humbly
And eats.
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They sit
In a comfortable silence
Achieved after years of love
Silently
And go their separate ways.
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He sits
On his high bird post
Upon the tallest tree
Sadly
And watches.
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She dresses
Putting on her fine clothes
Slipping on her shoes
Quickly
And exits.
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She stops
Locking the door behind her
Checking once out the window
Carelessly
And leaves.
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He sits
On his high bird post
Upon the tallest tree
Smiling
And moves on.