That deep sophisticated love story, the one of a kind romance. Morning coffee and reading the newspaper together, the cool fall breeze blowing through the window as you pour another cup. Black denim and leather boots, the deepest crimson flannel. Rose gold and velvet. Rich and lush. Red wine and dark twilight nights. Walking home as the sun rises above the tall brick buildings, the street lights go off as the new day begins and the city starts to wake. Rose and fireflies dancing in the spiderwebs. Talking for hours and dozing off with the tv on. The record skips a few times and we pick a new song to fall asleep to. Morning coffee, a few minutes late to work, a brisk walk down the street window shopping for the upcoming fall season. Wool sweaters, bare trees, cold nights. The sweetest reminder that summer is has one foot out the door. The magical hour between dawn and morning, the fog in the air and the dew on the grass. 

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