The gusting of wind cuddled her face
Riveting moisture across , it streaked on her cheeks, her skin embraised
gleaming her charm, the ambience stood dazed
The eyes sneaking commends, the eye balls raunching upon the desire to be chased
All she wanted was someone to enlighten her soul, yet her hope stayed.
As the wind churn all her fantasies scotched to fade.
Alas her ramble of musings adjourned.