The night our bodies dissolved, two souls made love; was graduation day for lust. No robe for this convocation, though. We created a petrichor of a different flavour with our personal monsoon. Conquering gravity, we birthed a new galaxy along the way. Felt so much like God, no ego intended or implied. #lust #petrichor #PersonalMonsoon #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba
