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Sapluff! Umm...yeah

Tis quiet in the den, so a little introspective drabble popped up and bit me. Enjoy -

Title: The poetry of Observation
Rating: G (mon general!)
Summary: Poem/Fic that starts out with Nami's POV and ends with Sanji & Zoro's POV. The words in italics are from the piece written by Sam Levenson. Hopefully this will turn out the way I hoped it would ^_^
WordCount: Umm...Pass?

And link title is totally irrelevant to it's contents! Yay!


For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

Every word he spoke to her was free of malice, held no mockery and was always said with the utmost sincerity.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

He had the most astonishing and trusting gaze. He would look at her and see through all threats or assaults on his financial status.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

She was always stunned by his willingness to feed anyone and everyone. She had been both horrified and impressed when he had defied all to give food to the first mate of East Blues Pirate Armada.

For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

She found endless amusement in watching her captain jump on the first mate every day and ruffle his hair affectionately. The older man always shrugged him off, albeit with a brief smile.

For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.

He is graceful and intelligent, despite his predilection to melt before any woman in a wet heap. When she watched him without him noticing, he would always relax, but when he caught her eye he would stand taller, holding himself more confidently as he moved.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.

He kept the black sword, though it was broken. He had kept her, though she had been damaged, and refused to allow her to leave him.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.

The blond admired and loved her independence, treasured her decisive nature and would try ever so hard not to get under her feet...too often.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

He endeavoured to let her fight her own battles, and had found both great amusement and almost fierce pride upon finding out that it had been her that had come to the cooks aid in their battle at Enies Lobby.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

He spends hours flirting and praising, singing and serving. But it is not her words, nor her looks that draw him to her, nor is it even her intelligence or her skills. The startling truth in her eyes that she cannot hide from him is what attracts the slender man to her; like moth to flame he is drawn into her presence. Whenever he is with her he give his full attention to her eyes, for they will always tell him exactly what he wishes to know.

The other concurs with this assessment of their lady. He takes the time to look her in the eye when he talks to her, as he does when he confronts her or when she confronts him. It is his way of showing respect, and in doing so recieves more that he feels he deserves but accepts none the less.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!


Neither can imagine being without her now. The lady cannot envision a future without her knights. Every passing moment is cherished and each allows the other time alone that is never required.
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I was overcome by a sapluff moment. Sorry if my humour broke through - I have this tone in writing that I just can't seem to shake off...but perhaps that's for the good.

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