by Sylvia Plath
My love for you is more
athletic than a verb,
Agile as a star
The tents of sun absorb.
Treading circus tight ropes
Of each syllable,
The brazen jackanapes
Would fracture if he fell.
Acrobat of space
The daring adjective
Plunges for a phrase
Describing arcs of love.
Nimble as a noun,
He catabpults in air;
A planetary swoon
Could climax his career.
But adroit conjunction
Eloquently shall
Link to his lyric action
A periodic goal.
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