Poems And Sonnets

Set in the SwitchVerse.

"Look at you with all that careful planning! You never know, I might even get a bit of Spock soon." Rose teased. "A man with a plan." She smiled at the slight pout on the Doctor's face. "That even rhymes."

"Fancy yourself as a poet, do you?"

She laughed. "No! You'd be the poet. Writing love poems and sonnets, and composing sad little love songs because you missed me." She tilted her head at him, trapping her tongue between her teeth. His eyes widened. "No." She stared at him, completely astounded. "You actually did?"

"Might have done." He ran his fingers through his hair, only able to tear his gaze from hers for a second.

Her expression relaxed into a smile. "I'd love to hear them."

He hummed his awareness of that, leaning down to kiss her. "Just promise never to tell anyone about this. I could do without being mocked."

The concern that appeared in his eyes dampened her smile. "I promise." She gently stroked his hair. "And I'm sure they're all beautiful."

The tenderness of her touch made him smile; he slipped his hand into hers. "Come on then."