Dior J 'adore

Like morning raaga, it fills the heart

That kiss of sun, sparkling on the shoulder 

Like the golden mischief that glints in your eyes 

Like a gypsies magic, it spells all around 

A little bit of honey and a lot of dew 

A waif of air that carries folklore 

The rustic elegance and the high heels of sophistication 

Mysterious allure, and a mystic appeal. 

Hidden beneath a layer of mist. 

Spring is there in every step

When it simmers on my skin like a fresh sunbeam.

~*~

A to Z Challenge 2013: Dreamcatcher

Bewitched!

Bedazzled, besotted

are the alleys of my heart

Ah! The gift of love

~*~

P.S: Not at all happy with the post. But I think I should be happy for the simple fact that at least I wrote something. All thanks to my Write Tribe.

A to Z Challenge 2013: Broken Yet Intact 

An Invocation to my Muse

My muse is a pesky soul; an embodiment of disobedience. I give in to her whims and fancies and let her tame me. But during this A to Z 2014 Challenge, I seek the power to tame the mighty her so that she dances on the tip of my nib and lets me write in abundance, in joy, an in glory divine.

~*~

A to Z Challenge 2013: April and the Autumn Leaves