He enters the bedroom without making a sound and instantly his eyes are drawn to the girl lying on the bed. It is she whom he just drove all night to see, bypassing sleep so he could arrive at this moment and wake her up.
The first rays of dawn make their way through the windows, cascading warm beams across the room and upon her dreaming frame.
She is beautiful and the whispers of his mind can’t keep up his thoughts with the love he feels for her. You meet many people in life, but you meet few people for a lifetime. And it is she who captures his present and his future.
Her brunette locks soak in the rays of morning light perfectly, giving glow to the highlights. Her eyes rest peacefully as she dreams.
Her skin reflects the beauty of her frame and she lies naked – but one article of “clothing”. Her lips are parted slightly and blush their pink fullness, as if searching for something they lost … an item that now lies along side her neck.
She’s not just a beautiful girl. She’s a beautiful BabyGirl.
And she’s not just any beautiful BabyGirl. She’s his BabyGirl.
He sits on the edge of the bed, alongside her, taking one more instant to absorb the beauty of her rest.
Her thighs are slightly parted and her knees are bent. He places his hand on the diaper between her legs and smiles warmly.
He picks up the pacifier by her head and touches the rubber nipple to her bottom lip. She takes the nipple in her mouth, as passively as a dreaming goddess can.
He gently places the fingertips of his right hand to her forehead and draws them down her face delicately.
She opens her eyes, peacefully entering back into the world. Her face lights up with a pacifier smile that melts his heart.
“Good Morning, Princess,” he whispers with a tear in his eye.
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