Rainy days

Rain drops and tea bags,

pages go unturned,

glasses sliding down noses,

breaths fogging up the glass,

toes touching,

fingers interlaced,

lips lightly touching,

whispers under the covers,

soundless laughter,

rain clouds looming overhead,

random flashes of lightning,

thunder grumbling,

oh wait, that’s just me, hungry.

 

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