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The sun shines.
An ant is slowly crawling across a ray of light on the ground.
I watch him with childlike fascination.
The warm sun softly kisses my arm and I raise my cup to my lips to drink.
I am stopped by the caress of the warm breeze across my skin. The cup pauses near my mouth.
I cannot move. I cannot think.
My mind is numb, my legs weak.
With it, the breeze has brought a scent. A scent so alluring, so sweet and deep my senses are drowning in it. Blossom. Mexican Orange Blossom.
I am very sensual.
The combination of the sun, the breeze and the scent has brought me to a point where I am just my senses. I am nothing but feeling.
Were someone to kiss me softly at this point, I will die.