Khalil::
I remember the day you ran to my place,
Sari draped tight around your torso,
Falling like autumn leaves to reveal,
Your mud brown body like coffee with the sweet scent of petrichor.
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Petrichor is the smell of wet mud after a rain. Don't you guys just love it?
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