Rain breaks with the dawn as we lounge against aching bricks. I clutch at my watery coffee with chipped fingernails. The rain escapes through my disheveled hair, clinging to my wrinkled shirt. The sheer fabric pins against my naked skin. I blush lightly as your eyes sweep across my freckled shoulders. The curling smoke of your cigarette floats into the lazy shower. Droplets cling to the smooth hair on your arms, slowly trickling between the hands that held me through infinite darkness.