Your Kiss

Sequel to "And Then He Kissed Me"

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A/N: I do not own Star Wars.

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Cliegg and Shmi

I know I am a hard-skinned man. This comes from a life slaving away beneath not one, but two suns in the burning sand for all my life.

Out in the dunes, it's all about survival. All other things come second, or it's your life on the line.

Except for you, my dear wife.

Family is the only thing more important to me than the water we farm from the atmosphere of Tatooine.

And now that you are my wife, my world is complete. Owen loves you too, in his own quiet, gruff manner.

But it's not the love you and I share…

… a love that began when I first laid eyes on you.

I recall asking you to marry me… and how my hands shook as I presented the simple ring to you. You looked to me with those wondrous eyes, and I saw the glint of mischievousness, which only made me yearn for you that much more.

When you agreed to become my wife, nothing else could have shone brighter than my heart. The suns pale in comparison to you, Shmi.

And your kisses… oh, how sweet they are; like the nectar I have only ever heard of on distant worlds covered in lush vegetation.

The best part of my day is returning to the house to see your sweet smile, and to receive your loving kiss.

We may not have the fiery passion of younger lovers, but there is no denying that no two persons could have ever been more in love.

I love you, and I love your kiss. It is the one thing that is truly mine alone… when we are one for those precious seconds.

I love lying awake in the early hours of the morning, just before we know it's time to start the day. That is when you glow the most, my darling Shmi.

And your good morning kisses make the dark night well worth it.

I love you, Shmi. You may never really know just how much I do.

But never doubt my devotion to you…

… my darling wife.