The Visit (1)

it was five minutes after the rain. that was my most favourite moment. the air was still wet, and the smell of grass was still fresh. the sunshine shone, like a shy little girl approacing a stranger. and the raindrops that left dripped from the tree leaves. it was heavenly.

the boulevard

everything was beautiful and warm. as i drove my car trough the boulevard, i peeked at the backseat. a box of fresh pecan pie. the aroma was inviting. it reminded of her, someone so special. a darling, a bearhug, a shoulder to cry on.

something different, guys!

will continue :)