Why do I love it so much?
It sings to me almost as sweet as it tastes.
Like every note is savored.
Her lullaby was inspired by it.
Sweet.
And warm.
But at the same time, it brings me pain.
"In a good way or bad?" she once asked me.
Both. Always both.
La tua cantante.
I sigh onto the night.
Her heartbeat picks up at the smell and I smile.
"Anima Bella. Bella..."
The irony of the phrase made me smile wider. It had a double meaning.
I lowered my head to her neck and inhaled.
Very beautiful indeed.