She is the only person that I can cry in front of. She has that cozy feeling around her that comforts me like no one else. Her smile calms me down even in my worst emotional storm. Her gaze is like the gentle sun rays in a perfect spring day. Hearing her voice as she slowly caresses my face with her silk like skin reminds me of the tweeting of а nightingale. Everything disappears. It's just me and her floating in the sky feeling the touches and the small breeze coming out of her mouth while she talks to me like I'm her baby. She has that majesty in her whenever you are around her...you feel important...you feel special! I wonder what kind of thoughts are running in her little head. Does she think about the future? About us and what we can end up being? Or she just thinks bout now and how my eyes are staring at her magnificent face admiring every line and freckle on her on it. She stopped talking, enjoying my soft touches on her skin. We just stare into each other's eyes, breathing the love that floats in the air deep inside. Her hair is falling down slowly on my chest, gently caressing it as I close my eyes laying in her lap wondering if she will be mine forever. Her soft silky smooth hands are being dragged all against my body. I'm already slowly falling asleep. I can't for the sake of me answer that stupid question but all I know that she isn't just my babe she is my piece of art!
-The Looming Shadow-
