Too much distance lay between him and the sweet air above.

I'd just stand there with my face against them, breathing in the sweet, spicy air.

I leaned on the gate for a moment, breathing in the sweet air.

I wiped the sweat from my face and took a breath of sweet air.

He came to the surface, and the sweet air rushed into his open mouth.

I could smell the air - so sweet and cold.

He's not the same child who was content to look no further than Garden's sweet air and private sun.

I look forward to the day when we can say that everyone in Europe is able to breathe sweet and pleasant air.

Judd sucked in the sweet air for his very life.

The sweet air of the room reached out and embraced her.