Perched delicately on the edge of the cliff,

Lone ray golden in countenance,

Struggles to penetrate her frozen heart,

Cool breeze softly nudges at her long tresses,

Golden strands enmesh shrouding her loveliness,

Fall seductively over her slender bare back,

Blossom- bathed softness of her beauty,

Sensuously blends her intoxicating fragrance,

With the soft essence emitting rose petals,

Her supple skin glowing ember- like,

Melting snows of these untouched hills:

Her mere presence ignites and engulfs the chill,

Passions surge within her bosom,

Waiting, bedecked- bejeweled by the loveliness,

Of her virgin awe inspiring beauty,

Deep blue moist eyes peering hopefully,

Through the haze and maze of timelessness,

Looking for her love with unblinking eyes,

Reminiscing his promise made long painful years back,

He would return from his sojourn in alien lands,

With the first golden ray of the spring season,

Her anguish ridden anxious eyes,

Wait for her wait to get over,

How long will she take, to take the plunge,

Would it be into the warmth of his aching arms,

Or into the frost bitten chilly icy arms,

Of the dark and foggy all encompassing valley below,

Perched delicately on the edge of the cliff,

She wonders.......