YOU

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When people ask me
What's my favourite kind of weather ?
I say the one where the cool winds blow after a scorching sunny day , just before the rain ,
When the sky is about to cry
The sunset paints the horizon yellow, pink , crimson , azale with the black hiding at the far end .
With the dark clouds loom just over ,waiting to let out their pain, their sorrow , waiting to burst into tears at any moment.

The wind that follows this mesmerising act is what I love , is what I crave .
That cool , calm , indiscriminate wind .
The one that wraps around you .
The one that courses through you ,your hair , your veins , your soul . Your heart , your emotions , your concious , rendering it all clean yet desolated , pure yet deserted .

Takes every bit of dark n destructive emotion n vanquished it. Leaving u a weird kind of satisfied . A weird kind of peaceful.

Seeps inside of you and creates an astral form of you , of everything good n bad , happy and sad , light and dark about you.
Standing beside you with its white angelic wings n black demonic horns . Wrapped around you , protecting you .

You feel safe and happy , you almost hear its whisper echo inside you , with that angelic smile n demonic look in its eyes , the kind that's captivating ,elating, reviving yet tranquilising .
'I am here . Don't worry . Everything will be ok. I promise . '

And then in that unearthly state , you forget about all your worries and just let go.
It's really like a drug ,you just can't have enough of it . You want it more and more .
It's addiction is of such measure that if you could store time in a bottle and spend it however you want ,that's how you would have all of it , in the embrace of the wind ,never letting go.

But well then , when someone asks me , what are my favourite type of people?

I give the same answer , just summarizing it all in one word .

  YOUR NAME

U are my favourite type of person. I smile when I look at you , think of you , speak of you.

Someone can almost fall in love with you hearing me speak of you , seeing the look in my eyes when my thoughts wander to you.

I wonder sometimes
How can someone be so perfect ?
So sweet , yet so spicy
So childish and cute , yet so hot and freaky
Like the purest of souls and the darkest of sinners
So seemingly innocent yet so sinful

Just like fire - warm and soothing yet has the power to turn a person to Ashes at will.

Just like wind - coursing through a person , all of them , their hair, their skin, their veins
Capturing , conquering ,possessing ,owning , making that person her own . All the
While wrapping around them and being theirs .

It's all if all of nature's beauty was given life as you . Made by God n the Devil at the same time . Pure n sinful.
But always MINE 

P.S- this is meant for someone whose very close to my heart and is very dear to me and i really hope she likes it.

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