The sky is falling outside, but it's in here where the storm truly rages. I feel the cool, damp air as I pull you close, transforming the cold rain into the perfect excuse for the warmth of your body against mine. The sound of raindrops on the roof dictates our rhythm. Between the smell of wet earth and the touch of your skin, the outside world ceases to exist. It's just the two of us, surrendered to this slow, humid rhythm, where each sigh blends with the sound of falling water. #gorgeous