She lay her head on his chest,
Their ragged breaths in sync.
She took a deep breath, inhaling his scent,
A familiar scent that calmed her nerves.
A smile so faint, graced her lips,
As she embraced the scent that enveloped her.
He smelled like cinnamon and cigarettes,
His chest was firm and moved up and down,
A sensation she found calming.
All that was heard was their labored breaths.
A lazy day was now well spent,
And at that moment she felt complete.
What can I say? The rain just makes me more romantic