Glasses did the talking while mine own face kept the rest under lock and key. Cha do gom suited the daylight far too well. Thou may search for warmth within the gaze, though all thou shall find be calm wearing a rather handsome disguise.
Summer keeps making me crave the oddest things, watermelon one minute, kongguksu the next. A tiny secret sits in my pocket, waiting for its turn. Patience, love. As the Bard would say, the rest shall follow soon enough. Cheers.
I let the sun win today. Pilates, a long walk after missing a taxi, then straight to the sauna because tomorrow calls for a quieter version of me. My hands came home a shade darker, my head a bit lighter. Fair trade, if you ask me.