Saturday, 30th of June, 2018

a fine day at home. 13:04

A creative way of experiencing a regal attachment to the aesthetic of lovemaking. I opened my eyes bare and tired. We had a long night to say it quite frankly. Little love is dominant and poof as hell, I need to change my comforters later.

 The Rain drizzling over the exposed countertop, I find it endearing how the small droplets seemed to find my permission into entering the cozy room. And then when the wind blew, there is a small smile across my face. Perhaps if things are destined to be a little too fitting, no one could take you out of that path. Somehow, the raindrops entered the room. And I ran to close it afterward.

Bummer coz I enjoyed watching the rain in a full high-resolution display.

The comforts of my bed moved. I don’t harbor any affection for horror movies. And so I could assure you that this scenario, however, is my own way of reality, not a fiction of dismantled faces of ghosts and a black resemblance of a heart coming from a heartbreak. No, I am happy.

And so is she.

“Yuri?” I kissed her shoulder blades, and she didn’t budge at all.

I giggled.

I roamed my hands across her perfect body that appears to be like an epitome of perfection. Last night this perfection molded into my undeserving physique. I screamed at th