Perfectly Ruined

by Hannah Lizette   Jul 17, 2014


I want to ruin you.
.
.
.

I want to ruin your mornings with scents of
blackberry jam and slightly burnt toast. I
want to lavish you with things that cannot
be bought in stores and sing every love
song on the radio and dedicate it to you
as I curl my hair and you trim your beard
to the exact length of scruffiness
you know I love.

I want to ruin your afternoons with
lunch pail reminders and 2pm thoughts
of what is waiting for you at home.

I want to ruin your evenings with
kisses that say I missed you;
together, we can drown out the
stress of life that beckons our
daily attention with a glass of
wine and hushed tones that repeats
with the rhythm of our hearts.

I want to ruin your nights with
the fragrance of us clinging to
our sheets as we read Hemingway
silently in the dim light,

realizing that we are both
positively, painstakingly
and perfectly ruined.

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Inspired by an excerpt from "A Farewell to Arms" by Ernest Hemingway:

"Maybe... you'll fall in love with me all over again."

"Hell," I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?"

"Yes, I want to ruin you."

"Good," I said. "That's what I want too."

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Copyright 2014: Hannah K.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    So.... Wow. What a backwards way at looking at love. One thought popped into my mind while reading this. Love is pretty difficult to express and for a lot of people it can ruin their emotions. Love is felt in many ways each way different for a person. The imagery and attention to detail is what gets to me though... The story enfolds through out the day and each stanzas holds a piece. Being okay with being ruined by love in a weird way can make true love happen to me. This is such a unique outlook on everything. Well done.

  • 10 years ago

    by Chelsey

    I have no idea why, but my eyes are full of tears. LOL...actually I do know why, because this type of love you described here is so incredibly passionate and strong that it makes me want nothing more than to create this with someone.

    Hannah that first stanza....shut up. You.....you took "detail" to a whole other level girlfriend! That was phenomenal! I fell in love with this poem almost instantly. .

    I want to ruin your afternoons with
    lunch pail reminders and 2pm thoughts
    of what is waiting for you at home.

    ^ oh my sweet Jesus <3 <3 yessssss. you ruined me here....

    Sometimes I come across a poem that I get jealous of. Like you fool, why didnt you think of this to write about? A word play to deep and passionate. "Ruin" could be positive, ruining who you use to be, to bring out this new person in you that was inspired by being in love. That is just beautiful.

    Adding this to my favorites! And reading it to my boo thang :) LOL

    WELL DONE

  • 10 years ago

    by -Choke-On-MY-Halo-

    I loved this poem it made me smile as few poems ever do I've read poems inspired by words or memories of others but never about a book that I recall lol I love that the "ruining" is another way of saying "there's no other that will do for you as I do" and it's beautiful it reminds me of what romance SHOULD be like because romance is a beautiful thing that makes the heart beat happily knowing that you love someone and they love you back great job :) 5/5

    -Bet

  • 10 years ago

    by Sourav

    Nice passionate poem. Ruined by love? That's quite interesting.

  • 10 years ago

    by The Poet Behind The Poems

    I love hearing the inspiration for a poem it gives you a bit more, at first I was wondering how you would ruining his day but as I read I related so much as I've used the term let me ruining your life's plans haha.

    A really good heartfelt poem that will surly make people
    Feel love, I also loved how you mentioned reading Ernest in bed it gave me the idea that this is was the inspiration playing out in the piece lol I know what I mean :)

    A really amazing idea exsicuted perfectly x

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