Smells Like Water

It’s a dreamy kind of evening. A spring one, in fact, during some misplaced part of yesteryear.
That sound again…splashing tires on the drizzled road; valves clanging shut in the steam radiators.
…and drapes. If drapes that thin even make a sound. Maybe they do.
Just sounds like the breeze to me…

lovely.

Mood eliciting. What mood. I’m entirely unsure of.

Love.