The Rain that never came!!!

Parched, burned, by the sun and the heat within, we were, in our own respective lives.

There seems to be water every where, but we don't have the heart to drink. we are both
feeling the conspicuous absence of each other in our life's, and thus the affinity to thirst.
As I said, there is water all around us, but we cant get our selves to drink. Somewhere a
drop of tear rolls down to moisten the parched lips, at other place a drop of sweat.The mere
act of breathing causes a caustic sensation inside the body of one, and gives a choking feeling
to the other.
While the thirst has moved on from the lips to the mind and spread to the body, the desire refuses
to wear off..One tries to freeze her longings with a cold shower, the other tries to scald his away
with a stream of steaming hot water.The souls have shrunk, and are now only tiny seeds in the bodies,
all shriveled up and unreceptive to the emotions of the outside world. The two intertwined lives are
waiting for the rain. that would come and soak them with life.
The rain that made him fall in love with her, would now have to help her redeem her love for him.
Separated, not by space and distance, but by the thoughts, aloof to the others emotions yet longing
for the same, they wait. They wait, for their love to flow into each other again, for there bodies to
be fluid, and there lips to be moist again.
And wait is all they will ever did , for the rain that never came.