He was unsure so he looked at her more intently and it seemed like the stars burned a little brighter everytime she blinked. Her lustrous eyes held the shine of a million galaxies and when she moved she swayed to a private melody in which she danced for someone yet unknown. No one could understand why her tender brows embodied a slight worry or sadness that begged for him to stay the night and cradle her head in his lap as she fell in and out of slumber. Staring at her was like a dream, and he could spend his waking life asleep if she’d continue to be the muse of his nights.