I was watching her closely. What does a sleeping woman look like... the belly is open... the lines in the navel area... the signs of childbirth... the birth of five children yet the folding of skin around the waist stimulates me Do I love this woman? Or is there only sex between us? Sex has kept the man incomplete as well as the woman. We are both incomplete and the link we have is sex. Maybe we cannot be one some other way. There is silence...