These are some poems that I have created over the years that I thought I should share with someone.
These poems are based off of people that I find really attractive, so please enjoy.
Normal - you
Italics - them
Slight smut warning.
I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. My fingers press into the fabric of the lounge chair. The smell of this lobby is really getting on my nerves. I would much rather be at home, curled up in bed with our pup while Adam's legs intertwined with mine. Not in a dentist office while Adam clutches my hand.
I know she hates this. I can tell by the way she taps her foot furiously against the white linoleum of the lobby. I smile at her nervousness. I reach over to place my hand on hers and her legs stop shaking. I lean over to her, "I love it when you're this nervous."
I look over at him, smiling ear to ear. Why does he take my fear as amusement? I look away from him. "I'm not nervous."
"Like hell you are." I watch as she glances at the clock again. Her appointment starts in two minutes. Oh my god. She counting down the seconds. "It's not that bad. It's just a check up."
"You think it's just a check up. To me it's like they're torturing me for information and I want to give it to them, but I don't know what they want." I hear him chuckle beside me. I look up to find an old lady glance at me with judgmental eyes. I flash her glare and she quickly looks away. I hear Adam laugh louder next to me.
"Do you want me to go in with you? Hold your hand?"
"How old do you think I am? I'm not a five year old who needs to hold her mother's hand when she's getting a flu shot for the first time. What? I'm not that scared."
"You still haven't answered my question."
I look down at my feet. "Yeah, can you come in with me?"
I smile loudly next to her. I lean in closer to her, planning on kissing her on the cheek. She moves her head quickly to lock her lips with mine. She kisses me hard, but I know that she needs it. I melt into her for a second. When I realize how long we have been like this, I move away. My arm goes over her shoulder and she snuggles into me. I scan the room and I find that an old lady sitting right in front of us slowly look away from out intertwined bodies with judgmental eyes. Though I don't care at this point. All I care about is keeping my girl from becoming too nervous before the nurse comes in calling her name.
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