An Evening worth remembering...

With an eye full of Rosy dreams ... She returned post dinner ...
Having met the Bond of her dreams ...
The waxing eloquent hunk...
Fresh from the Thar desert,
An eye candy ...
Rustic from the sun and sand experience...
She places herself comfortably on her bed ...
And reminisces the immediate past ...
Questioning herself...
How did she land herself in the company of the perfect man for the job...
The job of keeping her glued to his words...
Not a moment of boredom...
Every word from his vocal chords ...
Music to her ears...
This is the man she had been searching for decades ...
One who would sweep her off her feet ...
Without lifting a finger ...
An innocence in his simplicity...
The suspenders a reminder of a boyish youth ...
Fine taste in wine and dine ...
And she was floored even before she met him.
His social media posts ...
Her favourite haunts...
Watching the pictures of his travel and more...
Reading the forenote to each post ...
A gluttony of words...
A foodgasm of thoughts...
A feast to the eyes...
He embodies the very Adonis of the world of culinary delights.
Here she embarks upon her crush on him...
A juvenile delinquency of desire to meet him...
In one of those weak moments...
She let's him into her private World...
And blurts out in messages...
Her infatuation for his words and photographs of his travels...
His travelogue making her go weak in her knees.
They exchange words...
Of course, in due civility...
She knows not of him ...
But, she's taken by his charm.
The Wordsmith in him overpowers ...
Her web of words ...
Who spins a better yarn ...
Knoweth she not.
A rendezvous incognito...
Just like her reel hero ...
The bond in real life appears in her land ...
The lair is set for a round of drinks ...
Followed by a quick Chinese bite ...
She comes away totally floored...
And enamoured by his charm.
A fine man...
His manners set him apart ...
An old world charm ...
A swag in his gait ...
A decade of difference makes no difference...
For she has fallen...
Head over heels for this swindler of words.
A myriad thoughts onslaught her mind...
She heaves a sigh and dreams on.
What got her attracted to this Playboy of words ...
Every woman clamouring for his attention...
A hint of jealousy in her mind ...
She let's an inaudible moan escape her lips...
But, he conceded her request for a turban to be adorned on his head ...
Why would he?
A man of his words ...
He met her on his sojourn back...
His tired self keeping pace with her springy steps...
Yes, there is magic in his persona...
He minces not his words ...
A World Traveller...
Surely , he must know her heart.
Camouflaged in his eyes behind the lashes ...
The look of a seasoned Traveller...
He the current Lawrence of Arabia ...
She the Sheherzadi of a thousand Arabian nights.
#GoFigure