She sleeps with her head resting on your lap.
Her breathe as easy and peaceful as it could be.
And her dark hair with a golden strand falling on your arms.
She smiles in her dream, not a wide grin but a subtle smile.
Maybe she's dreaming of you or maybe not, but who cares?
The reality feels no less than a dream.
You want to touch her chin but you stop,
You don't want to wake her up.
All you do is sit and admire and take snapshots with your eyes.
© Iymmahnuel
Hmmmm
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