*Noticing the time realizes he must away. Again he stares at her face. noticing the oh so peaceful profile of a sweet girl. Unable to resist he leans over her quite curiously and kisses her on the lips almost too much because she starts to stir, but the passion is so strong in his heart he cannot stop. When he realizes he has awakened, he touches her mouth with his hand and sweeps her forehead with his other hand and whispers the words across her ear, "I'm sorry sweetheart, go back to sleep, relax resume your sleep and dream of me, later my sweet, we will be together, later."*

*he steps back after she has successfully returned to sleep. He stares once again at her profile, feeling ever so drawn to kiss her again, maybe even to just lay beside her and feel her peace and love. As he struggles with those desires within him he breathes deeply, takes deep breath, and then takes all of those passions all of those desires and kisses him the palm of her hand. Watching that ball of passion in his hand, he cannot simply blow it or throw it because it will surely wake her if he does. So he walks over and opens one of her hands. Ever so gently he sets this ball of love and desire into her hand and slowly closes her grasp. Here it will seep into her hand oh so slowly, but the heart of the desires and passions will remain in her hand so that when she awakes she may see his feelings in her hand, and feel the intensity of his heart.*

*he stands to go even though there is so much in his that desires to stay, to be with her, to never leave, he puts forth the determination and places one foot in front of the other and leaves her to sleep....*