A Poem Found (France x England APH)Your eyes are blueA Poem Found (France x England APH) by Drum-Styx
Not blue like the sky or the sea
More like a mountain stream
Not to light or to deep
They sparkle in the right light
Did you know that?
Your hair is long
Far longer than my own
It flows like a golden river
Yes, it's golden, just like the sun
I wonder if you realize that
Are you even aware?
You're charming as well
Even though you are unbelievably French
Every word you say is full of pride and class
You speak in that horrible accent
(Which really isn't that horrible at all)
Do you know what that accent does to people?
What it does to me?
You know I don't show it often
Or hardly ever, for that matter
But believe it or not, I care
In fact probably far, far to much
Not that I would let on, sorry dear
But I don't really need to show you, right?
Of Books and Love (France x England APH)Francis sat on their couch and stared out the window. It had been a year since they had graduated High school and they had just gotten their first apartment together. Arthur entered from another room and sat down next to his boyfriend. Francis put his arm around the others shoulders and pulled him closer. "How is the unpacking going cher?"Of Books and Love (France x England APH) by Drum-Styx
"Good, I just finished putting away the books."
"Did you find that special one?"
"Special one?" He looked up at his partner, confused.
"Come on Angleterre, that one from back in school."
He still was puzzled. "Do you remember the day when we met cher?" He asked in a sweet sing-song voice.
"What? Of course I do."
Arthur sat in the school library in a chair in the far corner, lost in yet another novel. It was his favorite place to be and favorite thing to do when he wasn't in class. He wasn't necessarily antisocial, he had many friends, he was simply bored by school life. He would much prefer to spend his time some where else