I look at you, sleeping. You look so much at peace, as if you haven't a care in the world. Day to day stress forgotten in your slumber, you wear the look of an innocent little boy.
I reach out to caress your cheek, feeling the soft tanned flesh. I run my fingers through your jet-black hair, silky against my skin. I kiss you softly on the lips. Still you sleep.
I lay beside you, your arm pulling me close. I can smell you, you fill my senses making my body tingle...it is always like this when I am near you. Even as you sleep. I turn toward you, burying my face deep in your chest and inhale...that smell.