My Sleeping Beauty
The Lady Andariel
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Bathing in the morning’s light, you are still sleeping, my heart’s delight. The silence is broken only by the softness of your breathing.
Your hair, a mess, lies spread and mangled against your pillow, and your eyes flutter gently as you dream. Your lithe form snuggled under a warm blanket and curled into an enticing scene.
I desire to kiss the top of your head and gently move the hair from your face, so I may saturate myself in your astonishing grace. You stir, ever so slightly, and my stomach quivers with butterflies. My heart thumps hard in my chest and I wish to curl up next to you, pulling you closer, feeling the heat from your naked warmth. My lovely muse, I would be remiss if I did not speak of all these truths!
You are more beautiful than the sunrise in the eastern sky with its purple and pink hues! You, my darling, are far beyond a comparison to even a calm ocean on an overcast day, the sun sneaking through the clouds just to light only you with its rays.
You are a vision of softness, akin to the red velvet petals of a dewy morning’s rose. You enchant my mind, and my passion for you only grows. I wish never to fall asleep without being able to gaze upon your immutable loveliness.
Ah, but I digress.
I shall, once again, sit here in this gentle morning as you sleep and allow myself to gaze upon your exquisite beauty while tears of joy I weep.
The Lady Andariel 