I bought matching his and her kimonos, they are in the style known as the yukata to be exact, hoping this purchase would be some sort of modern prayer that I put out to the universe that my man will come home to me one day and play out the following scene.
I imagine that we lye freshly bathed in the morning side by side on my bed wrapped in the navy blue and white Japanese robes sipping coffee with wet hair dripping before opening our yukata kimonos to partially reveal our caramel naked bodies against the indigo cloth to make love once against in the morning baptizing our traditional Japanese Sunday morning best.
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