THE DEW DROP

He was tanning 
Under the sun, hammering
The hearts of the stones,
As his heart beat alone,
Sweat streaming down
His face, rays harsh upon
His whole self,
Making him an elf,
In front of the blaze 
Of the sun,his daze
Nearly blurred, 
As he struggled
To prove his worth,
Trying to unearth,
All of Destiny's puzzle,
As his body frizzles
And hurts and aches.
As one by one the rocks break
Under his thrust,
His throat ,choking with thirst
And as he was on the verge
Of breaking and was set to merge
With the dust, he just converted,
His senses got alerted,
As he saw her figure,
From the horizon appear.
Filled with new zest and vigour,
Her face provided him succour ,
As his heart speedily tick tocks,
Her smile to him was like dew drops,
Comforting and soothing one,
Under the scorching sun,
And as they closed in, their eyes met, 
With a loving look she wiped his sweat,
Her eyes moist and wet
To see him toil and whet
His desire and love for her,
Fragrant and burning like myrrh.
She embraced him and planted a kiss,
Granting him his moment of bliss
And happiness, and planting 
In him a new desire,as enchanting
As his dream, She,her love flowering,
Filling him up with a new energy,
Complete with synergy ,
His heart content,singing and dancing,
He set down again to hammering and tanning.
He found his aim in reaching to her,
To be able of her love and care,
In her smile and eyes ,
He found the elixir of his life,
She gifted him her selfless love,
And gifted him his self, his life there of!!

-Madhumita