I think what I like is that he seems to be just himself there; he is not posing in a photocall, he is not aware of the camera.
It just arouses tenderness in me ... I would like to sit by his side, touch his head from the forehead to the back of this neck, feeling his hair against my fingers, hold his head with my hands, look deep into his eyes, kiss him gently, curl up at his side with his right arm over my shoulder and my head and hand over his chest, close my eyes, inhale deeply, and stay there while he reads ... or forever = complete happiness.
I just woke up of this fantastic dream
