The sweet scent of strawberries filled the dampened early morning sky. The dawn was near as the midnight violet sky began to turn a light shade of blue mixed with an orange hue from the awakening sun. Her scent was enough to make my mouth water as it had so many times before. My thirst for her was unyielding. After years and years, I would gaze upon her beauty with nothing less than love. The cement balcony grazed my finger tips as my fingers danced along its edge. She had been here only hours before; her scent overpowering as I lingered in the spot. Birds began to sing in the distance signaling the new day to arrive. My hands were filled with her essence. Her beautiful sweet bloody red essence that flowed through every nook and crany of her body. The sweet essence that kept her alive all these years just for me. The same essence smeared acrossed the golden walls of her bedroom. The essence that casually trailed behind her as she neared the balcony on her last breath. My lover's fear still scented the air.