rain

The sound of the rain hitting the window, the unmistakable tone that requires no visual cue. A dimly lit lamp with a candle burning, filling the air with aromas gently complimenting the smell of warm coffee. A fire burning, symbolizing the warmth of their hearts. Two people connected by the touch of two hands intertwined within one another. In that moment of silence, the clock stops moving… The lullaby of the rain drops quiets… The only sound that lingers in the air are the two hearts moving in sync, both wishing for this moment to never end…

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