"I think they may be in trouble," he said, his breath soft and sweet on her face.

And with them words of so sweet breath composed as made the things more rich.

She had drifted so close to him that he could feel the sweet breath of her words on his face.

And it left a sweet breath of spring behind.

They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved.

It was the first time she had been so near a man with sweet breath and the scent of success about him.

She bent closer, her breath warm and sweet against his face.

That was too much to bear he closed his eyes, took another sweet breath, pulled himself up and started to climb.

In five short months the sweet breath of liberty had swept across the land.

He could hear breathing, slow and heavy, the sweet breath of God, which made all things come alive.