"Love Poem" – John Frederick Nims
My clumsiest dear, whose hands shipwreck vases,
At whose quick touch all glasses chip and ring,
Whose palms are bulls in china, burrs in linen,
And have no cunning with any soft thing
Except all ill at ease fidgeting people:
The refugee uncertain at the door
You make at home; deftly you steady
The drunk clambering on his undulant floor.
Unpredictable dear, the taxi drivers' terror,
Shrinking from far headlights pale as a dime
Yet leaping before red apoplectic streetcars-
Misfit in any space. And never on time.
A wrench in clocks and the solar system. Only
With words and people and love you move at ease.
In traffic of wit expertly maneuver
And keep us, all devotion, at your knees.
Forgetting your coffee spreading on our flannel,
Your lipstick grinning on our coat,
So gaily in love's unbreakable heaven
Our souls on glory of split bourbon float.
Be with me darling early and late. Smash glasses-
I will study wry music for your sake.
For should your hands drop white and empty
All the toys of the world would break.
I smiled, then ripped the page out of the book, intending to show Bella later.
a/n: Short – drabbleish. Just an idea I had. My 1st foray into twilight ff. completely, utterly pointless, but hopefully sweet. (that's what I was going for anyway) enjoy!
Disclaimer: all I own is the sentence not in italics. Stephanie provided the inspiration. My Poetry Anthology provided the poem. My English teacher provided the anthology.
a/n2: review, if you are so inclined.