I love looking at my wife's profile. When we're sitting in bed watching TV, I can't wait for the commercial breaks so I can turn my head and see how adorable she is. (I do the same thing when we're driving.) I love seeing her soft, brown hair, with red highlights when the sun hits it, pulled back in a loose ponytail, her high cheekbones, sexy nose, and compelling lips. I love every line, every curve, every nuance of color, every wrinkle, every freckle. She is endlessly fascinating to me. Her face is so expressive. When she surfs the Web on her tablet, her countenance changes from happy to sad to surprised to appalled. When she smiles, her whole face lights up, and when she glances at me, her gaze smites my heart.
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