Its raining and you can see rain droplets racing down on the window pane. And there's this half burnt candle which you lit last night. There's this half burnt and half soothing smell coming from it but somehow you like it. Tranquillity is running in each and every atom around you. Then your eyes catch a fold on your bedsheet which is small and soft and at a point you wanna crush it but you don't because it reminds you of the erotic night that you had with your partner. And then you turn carefully to behold the beautiful face in your eyes with whom you shared your body last night and you see the eyes which were examining your body restlessly last night, but now they are closed and then you see the chest that is rising and falling slowly and the skin...oh soft skin, which you kissed and kissed until your lover trembled with pleasure. And now you wanna kiss it again, you wanna kiss the little curves on the forehead, you wanna kiss those pouty lips which ran through out your b...