In the hush of falling water, two souls meet without words — only warmth,and the soft rhythm of rain made human. The shower becomes a sanctuary, a place where skin is just another language for truth. Steam blurs the world beyond them, and in that haze, love feels endless — not a flame, but a tide: patient, enveloping, and profoundly kind.
In the hush of falling water, two souls meet without words — only warmth,and the soft rhythm of rain made human. The shower becomes a sanctuary, a place where skin is just another language for truth. Steam blurs the world beyond them, and in that haze, love feels endless — not a flame, but a tide: patient, enveloping, and profoundly kind.
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