April breezes waft through the window, lifting my head from the screen and turning it towards their scent.

Somewhere, a mile away, she sleeps peacefully. Caressed by the tails of the wind that riffles my hair.

There’s the exotic tinge of bergamot and waterlotus and the natural pheromones that intoxicate me.

She fills my mind as her scent tantilizes my nose, lifted from her sheets and hair, moments before.

And I’m floating with her. Her dreams entangle my thoughts as we share a Spring night’s reverie.

April breezes waft through the window, connecting me to my love.

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