Ziad gazed at her...
she was sleeping!
he was amazed by the fact that
she could sleep after all...
It was in his own interest though.
His mind was absorbing bits like a dry sponge.
He observed every tiny detail,
scanning her body back and forth.
He found his favorite beauty mark, that she called imperfection.
The way she inhaled air,
the way she retained her breath, then exhaled.
she slept on her left side, her palms were underneath her cheeks,which revealed a lot...
she was a solar spirit... he's with a solar spirit again!
He gazed at her tummy... at her soft white skin...
He wondered if he had kissed it enough...
he went for another kiss...
which of course wasn't enough,
one more...

He passed his fingertips on her chest,
she quivered... he could notice goose bumps forming on her skin. He wanted to shake her so hard so that she'd wake up and notice what she's missing.
It would possibly mean nothing to her... he just made a big deal out of miniatures, people always told him so!