I wasn't really sure about his, but I got bold and posted it. It's a poem about House and which ever House girl you choose. Personally, I look at it as House/Cuddy, but thats just me. Again, you can see it as who ever you want.
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Hands in hands
Lips on lips
Skin against skin;
Hips against hips
The way he looks at her
The glint in her eyes
Their chemistry; the glances,
It's really no surprise
He runs his fingers through her hair
Her eyes shine with passion
He looks at her
In that 'God, I want you' fashion.
He plunges down over her
His rugged face against hers
The way he moves against her;
God, she practically purrs.
She needs this; he needs this
They know each other well
Clothing rips off
He needs this more than her; she can tell.
She screams his name
He moans hers
The passion each feels
Her scent, her looks, her wit; she purposely allures.
Now they lay in bed
Her head against his shoulder
His arms leave her waist
At that moment, she's never felt colder
He tries not to wake her;
She blinks in the dark room
The pill bottle rattles
It's almost like his impending doom.
She lets her presence be known
By letting out a long, shaky, breath
The familiar clatter of pills halts.
It's as quiet as death.
She turns on her side to him;
Smiles a reassuring smile
The clatter begins again.
Pills pour out in a pile
She asks if he's okay.
He gives her an all-telling glance
At that moment she knows;
Not a chance.
She rises with the sheet wrapped around her,
And pads across the hardwood floor
She asks if he wants coffee; he says no
She nods and quietly shuts the door.
He sits down with a groan
The pain; his leg and head
His whole body is shaky
Rests his broken soul, against the soft old bed
She walks back in with her mug
Smiles and sits down by him
He stares intently at the floor.
The cycle begins again.