She was in my arms. And I was trying to make her asleep. She was looking into my eyes and I was trying to avoid her eye contact so she can sleep. She started singing in her own words and tried to seek my attention towards her but I was trying hard to not to see her. And soon she slept. She was smiling during sleeping, may be because this was the time I was trying to hard to keep my eyes away from her.
She was looking beautiful, an innocent body full of love and smile like a daisy flower.
She put her little fingers on my breast making me realize of being a woman.
She was reminding me my days when I used to sleep in my mother’s hands.
She was giving me a reason to live, making me release the beauty of life, telling me the real meaning of a contended life.
I was kissing on her forehead every now and then.
Still, she was in my hands with her half eyes closed.
I thought of shifting her to her bed from my hands, when she woke up again and saw in my eyes asking for my touch and my uncountable kisses.
I took her in my arms once again and smiled.
She is my little niece.
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