When I came in and you were sleeping, I thought: There's my soldier, exhausted from her wars. He lifted her hand, kissed her fingers. Now, I look, and I think: There's my woman, soft and lovely. Her lips curved as he undressed her. Where do you get this stuff? It just comes to me. I've only to look at you, and the world comes to me. You're my life.
by J.D. Robb
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The excerpt reflects a moment of intimacy where a character observes their partner sleeping and feels a deep sense of affection and admiration. The speaker sees their partner not just as a warrior dealing with life’s battles, but also as a beautiful, tender individual who inspires love and creativity. The transformation in perspective highlights the emotional connection and the contrasting roles of strength and softness within the relationship.

The character expresses that inspiration flows from the presence of their partner, illustrating how personal connections can evoke profound feelings and creativity. The bond is illustrated through the gestures of love, like kissing her fingers, emphasizing that the act of simply being together ignites a sense of purpose and fulfillment. This dynamic beautifully encapsulates how love can inspire and enrich one’s perspective on life.

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