The Calm Before The Storm

She is like a breath of fresh air on a fluffy white cloud. That is what her naked body feels like as she lays pressed peacefully up against mine. I am not a man for soft and tender moments, but this is something I could easily get used to every day. I do sound like every part of me has gone all mushy inside, but this is how I shall feel about her for as long as I possibly can.

As I see her slowly start to stir, I cannot but help get an enormous smile on my face. If I thought I looked like a mess when I wake, her head of fuzzy hair is the cutest thing I have ever seen.

"Morning, princess."

"Hey, you."

"How did you sleep?"

"Like a baby. What was it that you mumbled before I fell asleep last night?"

Damn, I was so hoping she did not hear what I said last night. I never thought that I would say it to a woman, at least not so soon anyway. My ego is far too big to admit it to her now.

"Nothing; I think I might have just kissed you goodnight."