Ahh, hello…She heard the rustling of the leaves and held her breath in anticipation. Her mouth was already dry. Still, she swallowed out of habit.

She heard the faint sound again. It was moving towards her, seeking her out patiently. As smoothly as an ocean wave on a quiet afternoon, the breeze traveled through the green foliage of the trees, shaking its branches and rustling its leaves. The breeze produced a gentle melody resembling one of her favorite childhood lullabies.

The breeze gently circled her feet before slowly moving up. Its light touch caressed her bare skin as once her lovers hands had: moving from her ankles to her thighs, circling around her hips and sliding up between her breasts. The breeze kissed her neck, her lips, her nose, the top of her head. Finally exhaling, she joined the breeze on its journey in the pink, orange and purple skies.

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