Flying.

Seraphael, my angel, how I have missed you. I long to feel the wind caress my hair and the cool mist against my face as we once again dance towards that ever-distant boundary between earth and sky. Come with me, darling. Share your wings with me. Soon we will be reunited, and we will once again fly together. I love you, sweetheart, and can hardly stand the anticipation I feel on thinking of the time we spend together. This could be our last chance before we are separated until the summer returns to us.

( Some Clarification )