The West Wind Elegy

He felt he was the west wind
Cleansed the aura, swayed the mob
At least that's what he used to think.

One day, he met the enchantress
She was a beauty, with long eyes & scarlett fleece
Beauty of the fall , she was a temptress

Their eyes met, it was love at first sight
Drunk in love decided to share their lives
Little did they know
they were at the wake of their own demise.

For he was the west wind,
the angel of darkness,the almighty & high
And his brawny waves did shed her dye.