About Abha Chopra
~ Word weaver ~
Sun plays peek-a-boo through her thick wavy mane, her tanned skin sparkles, she laughs, untamed. It echoes through the wilderness. Birds chirp sweetly to match her, singing songs of unadulterated freedom. Supreme hawks envy her earthiness, other birds breathe in her warmth excluding the wise Owls who choose to sleep, warmed up. Her carefree, kind aura brings shy creätures out of their comfortable homes, they watch her, every cheeky move, closely, how each loose strand of hers waltz with the wind. They never blow away from her. It circumferences her like the Vāyu. He touches her supple body, getting nurtured with her perfume, never to be blown away from her.
Find her at - facebook.com/aabhie.writes/ or twitter.com/aabhie_writes