Windward

How would you be, my dear,
Were you human as you are the wind?
Would you be as wild and untamed?
Would we shiver in your displeasure,
And tremble in the chill of your contempt?
Would we thirst in the heat of your fervent passion
And bask in the afterglow of sweet content?
Would we welcome you in nights of restless abandon,
And desperate hope that you'd stay near?
Tell me, How would you feel,
Were you not whispering by my ear?

-Sreedevi