Her With her head in my lap turned towards me, and the rest of her in a cute cat curl, I gaze upon the perfection that is my Raine bee. She returns my gaze, and I am momentarily lost in her bambi big brown eyes, consumed in a love filled haze. She looks away, and slowly her eye lids start their customary flutter, becoming longer and slower, blink, blinks, she drifts to slumber. I continue my gaze, the shape of her nose, the curve of her mouth, the soft colours of her skin, her breathing like poetry without compare, my mind a pleasant daze. The very first loungelover’s moment, showed me I would come to love her, but her in peaceful sleep upon my lap, I am now complete and there will never be another. D.S.
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