Distance is no measure for love that makes us feel alive.
Wish You Were Here By Memoire Archives, 3. The coffee is running through a grinder, warm biscotti's are placed on the cafes counter, a low melody plays on the patio speakers, while warm rain trickles down the striped umbrella you sit under looking out onto cobblestone streets. Fragrance with notes of- summer rain, petrichor, toasted almonds, fresh ground coffee.