An Ode to Smithen

So I took a stab at writing poetry the other day, and then my good friend Sarah and I exchanged some of our writing via Facebook (and by "Sarah and I" I mean Sarah sent me some lovely tiny stories, and I decided to jump off a cliff). 

By "jump off a cliff", I mean to say that I had never before allowed someone to read something personal I had written. Not that I even write a lot. Actually, I haven't written a poem since my eighth grade English class. 

I've never considered myself a writer. But Sarah has given me the confidence to share this with the Internet. 

One last thing you should know before reading this poem is that I was inspired to write it after seeing a picture of Matt Smith and Karen Gillan. So basically its fanfictry (fan fiction in poetry form). Enjoy. 

Standing by her side,

no need to glance;

the heat from her body 

is assurance enough.

She smiles,

unaware 

of the ease her presence 

gives her companion.

Her beauty is nothing

compared to the 

tranquil pride reflected 

in his face.

No, nothing compares

to a man in

love.

For those who are curious, here is the aforementioned "Smithen" picture:

So there you have it, folks-- Smithen fanfictry.