He was sweet like the sent of fresh rain drops.
He was soft and quiet and mesmerizing.
He was gentle like the falling rain kissing your skin.
Being with him was like being caught in the rain.
He drenched you in himself and when it was over, everything was washed away, leaving nothing but refreshing newness.
His voice was so warm and rich it gave you chills.
He was the best of everything and being loved by him was better than a fairytale. It was perfection. It was intoxicating. It was remarkably dreamlike yet so unbelievably real.
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