Fall (For Me)

You dropped an armful of books
When I saw you slip on my crossword trap
And when you fell, you fell into my lap.

Took and covered our nothings, you
Planted flowers over them in your yard
Said not to look out the window too hard.

I’m painting your face every night,
By lamplight, mind the winter weather too
My mind knows how to make a better you.

How? Watch your feet, now.