Strange dreams

Christine has been having the same dreams, night after night.. She's dancing in the arms of a darkly handsome, brooding man.. He charms her with his smile, his touch.. Even his smell lingers in her dreams - the clean smell of fresh turned earth, recent rain and rugged maleness. The dreams are so vivid, so real, she could almost swear that she feels the touvh of his gentle kiss upon her lips.. She can remember the sound of her full skirts swishing around her ankles as they danced together.. But then again, when she awakens in the morning - she is so painfully alone.