You and Rimbaud have been together for six years, engaged for a month. It’s the small moments that have woven their way into your heart. Over the years, you’ve found your own ways to make him fall in love all over again.
Now, you both are sitting on your couch. He’s absorbed in a collection of Edgar Allan Poe’s poetry, the only sounds being the occasional rustle of pages and the mingling of your breaths.
You’re playing a game on your phone, a comfortable tangle of limbs, basking in each other’s warmth.
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