Freedom's Seduction

I can feel Freedom giving me a 'come hither' look from somewhere just out of view.. It's whispering silent sweet nothings directly into my imagination. It's hinting contactless caresses to my skin through the cool air coming in my windows. And slipping subtle insinuation into the sweet, seductive scents of spring infusing my every inhalation. Artfully invoking memories of just how great we are together.. Impassioned, imperceptible intimation. Ah, what a tease.. Keep it up though, Freedom, please.