he closes his eyes, resting against her for a long moment and then opening his mind slightly to her.

The images flow out as he looks at her. The light she has, the sheer beauty, the shadows that lurk in her and the joys, and over it all a sheer rightness that makes him ache to see her and hold her.

he breathes and closes his eyes again. Sometimes looking at her almost hurts for how much he loves her. He kisses her then.