Lorraine Lebedev
I was warm, the smell of a smoky, tobacco aroma filtered my nostrils.
I snuggled deeply into the warm source, enjoying the strong warmth beneath me. My eyes flutter open and the first thing I see is my favorite thing to look at.
Hazel eyes, radiating brown sun warmed with inner soft hues of gold.
Raphaël smiled softly as he placed a gentle kiss on my lips and pulled away, pressing his forehead on mine.
I let out a sigh as I switched positions my naked body pressed up against his.
Through the huge window glass rested the tips of trees, a way to watch the changing season in real time. I watched in silence as the steady patter of rain upon the glass windows. Droplets yet to scatter the nascent rays of the rising sun. The sound brings a calmness to mind, a soothing melod
