Sleeping Beauty

Mi amor, I've dreamed of you last night.

You were laying in a bed next to me, sleeping. Your long soft hair covering most of your face, I wasn't able to see your features and I didn't want to touch you fearing that you may vanish into thin air.

I laid there, watching you sleep, looking at your feminine curves and your breathing. The occasional soft snore brought a grin to my face.

I whispered into your ear soft loving words, to make sure you had pleasant dreams. Were you dreaming of me too? I can only wish, but only god knows.

You're were like the sleeping beauty from the fairy tale, and I wonder... how did I get so lucky? I have no idea.

I looked around hoping to recognize the room but it was too dark and blurry to even know where we were. But I didn't care, you were there with me, mi amor, a sweet dream, very sweet indeed.

Even in such paradise, one must wake. My day has begun, yet I already look forward to the rise of the moon, for I may dream of you again.

Love.

Luis