A Windy Affair...

The bright sun kissed my skin,

Sweat droplets ran from forehead to chin, 

And further deep within, 

The way hotness made love to me, 

Winds grew jealous and blew to such a degree, 

That disarranged my neat hair, 

And made my attire hug itself to me, 

It was ruthless enough and paid no heed to my humble pleas, 

It seemed to mumble, 

And whisper in different tones into my ears quite feebly, 

'You're mine and that's what you get if you choose the sun over me,

I've loved you for ages and I'll do so till eternity.'