Breathe it in

She lay in the field, watching the clouds passing in the sky. The weather had finally warmed enough that she was able to wear her favorite red sundress, and her skin welcomed the suns rays. The breeze blew quietly through the tall grasses, rustling them softly and sending the dandelion seeds dancing across the sky. She was happy to finally have some time to breathe. Her life had been crazy the last few weeks and she had wanted nothing more than an afternoon by herself to do just this, to lie in a field and inhale the warmth of the late spring. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply. There was no scent she loved more than that of warm grass in the late afternoon hours. No scent she loved more, other than the scent of his skin.

She could remember lying in this same field with him, pressing her lips to his sun-kissed skin, sipping on her favorite wine. The thought made her smile. They meant so much to one another, but circumstances always kept them apart. They had agreed long ago that they would cherish the moments they had together and respect the paths that they walked separately.

Thinking of him, her hand immediately went to the charm she wore on a silver chain that he had given her one summer. It was a teardrop, a tiny silver teardrop charm that puzzled her. She could never figure out why he had sent it to her. Yes, it was sad when they parted ways, but they always knew they'd see one another again. So when it showed up on her doorstep, she spent hours trying to figure out why he had sent her such a beautiful, fragile looking charm… at least, she had assumed it was he that sent it. There was no other man who would have sent her an anonymous gift.

As she held the little metal charm, she took another deep breath, with the hope of releasing a little more of her tension from the past weeks. Her eyes shot open, sensing something else on the wind, something familiar, something happy. She sat up, scanning the horizon. Could it be? Was he back? Her heart raced a little knowing that her intuition never failed, her eyes searching for that familiar form, that familiar walk.

“Lookin’ for something?” she heard from behind her.

She swung her head around, flipping her hair against the breeze. There he was, sitting under their tree, not 15 feet from her. All she could do was stare; he was just so beautiful. His shirt slightly unbuttoned, she could see his chest at he got up and walked over to her. Her heart skipped a little beat at he sat down beside her, leaning in to whisper something. He tucked her hair behind her ear and moved in so close that she could feel his breath. “I’ve missed you.” He pulled back, staring into her eyes, and smiled at her. She still had no words. Nothing that crossed into her conscious seemed relevant in this moment. He ran his fingers through her hair and she closed her eyes, reveling in the moment. He kissed her left cheek, then her right, and then kissed both of her eyelids. Eyes closed, she smiled a little and took another deep breath, breathing him in.

Despite the late afternoon sun on her skin, she had goose bumps. He went on to kiss her left temple, so softly, moving down to her neck. She knew his intentions were to just enjoy her presence, to take in her beauty. He never made her feel less than beautiful. Less than perfect. He continued softly kissing her neck moving down to her collarbone. At this moment she was happy she had chosen to wear her favorite sundress, where he had complete access to her collarbone and shoulders.

She opened her eyes and looked up towards the sky, extending her neck. He read her perfectly and continued caressing her neck with his lips. She smiled, watching the clouds pass, happy. He was here. She was here. Nothing else was important.