Bette:

Shes lying there in silence. Im watching her, listening to her breathing, soft and almost soundless. Shes so peaceful, her mouth curled up in a small smile, as if shes having one of her more pleasant dreams. Her jaw line drawing up a perfect silhouette and locks of her blond hair slightly sticking to her cheek from the soft moist emerging after our previous lovemaking. Occasionally, a few strings of hair bounce off with her breathing. Shes lying on her side, her head resting on my shoulder, her left arm curled up at her chest, her right arm holding on to my collarbone. Our legs intertwined and only the soft satin bed sheets covering our bodies. My heart is skipping every other beat it seems, as I lie here watching this woman I have in my arms, the woman I so incomprehensibly love. Shes all Ive ever wanted, all Ive ever needed, all Ive ever craved and I cant get enough of her. I fight the urge to sleep, I dont want to lose a single moment. I want nothing more than to absorb every scent, every aroma every sound of her. She never ceases to amaze me, either physically or mentally, she brings me to better places and makes me want to be a better me. She fulfils me. She occupies my every thought and I just cant seem to find strong enough words to describe to her just how much I love her.

We make passionate love and unite into one with each and every touch, and still, my words and actions come short from what I feel – like my heart is about to explode, and I cant be close enough to her, I cant get enough of her. I want to please her and make her happy, as much as she does me. Given how I feel about her, I often doubt whether I am making her just as happy, but then she takes me in her arms, cups my face and kisses me as she tells me those words I so intensely need to hear. She loves me, she wants me, she depends on me and I fulfil her every need. My eyes swell with tears and she kisses them off my cheeks.

I could stay here forever just watching her. My stomach aches from all this love, my appetite is gone, my concentration is too, every waking moment is consumed by her, her lips touching mine, her fingers intertwined with mine, her soft skin brushing next to me, her eyes teasing me, her laughter, her sensual voice whispering tender words in my ear, the knowledge that shes mine and mine alone. Im overtaken by desire for her, thinking about her body next to me and Im battling the urge to wake her up with a kiss. Shes sleeping so peacefully. I can literally feel my heart overflowing with love for her.