I associate myself with an exquisite woman that was described as a ‘femme fatale’- one would suggest it’s an undesirable quality, another finds it overwhelmingly flattering.
Personally, I do agree with him. She is everything defined above and more. The question is, what about her that is so captivating for him? Why and how does she fit into his concept of seductive, attractive, and disastrous?
Confidently enough, I’d say it’s her aura, character, perception, traits, and most importantly the strenuous silent dialogue. It becomes irresistible, irreplaceable and eventually undefined.
Eh, Eh, Eh, in anticipation, for precipitation.
Did you know that ‘Pluviophile’ (n) is a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.
Christy Anne Martin wrote ‘She’s in the clouds, heavy and dark, waiting to fall like rain’.
Petrichor (n) is defined as the scent of rain on dry earth.
Truth- you can’t have a rainbow without rain.
Spoken like a true man, Bob Marley said “Some people feel the rain, others just get wet”.
I LOVE the sound of rain.
Storms don’t last forever.
“I promise these storms are only trying to wash you clean” Jessica Kateoff
Pyjamas all day.
Brontide is the low rumble of a distant thunder.
The smell of rain.
Every raindrop has a different diameter.
Fun fact – Umbrellas were originally designed to protect people from the sun.
Tea, Tea, Tea, Tea, Coffee & socks.
For now, Adele, set fire to the rain…