How beautiful she is.

Even asleep, my girlfriend is possibly the most ethereal woman I've ever seen.

Hair cascading down her shoulders in loose curls, her chest rising and falling gently, expanding with every breath she takes.

Her skin is smooth and soft in the light and I find myself admiring the curves and dips that make up her body.

Rounded collarbone and jaw.

Lips slightly parted and eyes closed in her slumber.

Like always, I'm lost for words at her beauty.

I lay a hand on her cheek, running my thumb slowly along her skin, almost absently.

Her eyes flutter open and I'm about two centimetres from the most beautiful eyes. All depth and dappled shades of brown as she stares at me, gaze soft and blurry from sleep.

I know she's looking right through me, still half asleep.

"Keep sleeping baby, I'm sorry." I gently bring her hand to my lips, kissing her softly.

She smiles and mumbles something incomprehensible before closing her eyes again, this time resting her head into my neck, arms wrapped around me loosely,.

And just like that, she's asleep.

It's all my self restraint to not kiss her. Instead I settle with holding her close to my body, sighing in contentment as I feel her, warm against me, breath hot against my neck.

It's as if we were made to fit right in each others arms.

This thought makes me smile and I slowly pepper her head with kisses.

"Rest." I murmur.

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