Desert love

The desert is dripping with dew,
Tiny life giving drops dripping,
Each straw turns green,
It is invisible for the eye at night.

Small flowers open their hearts,
Sucking in the moister,
Like an unloved envy love,
Souls are released at night.

The clean water creates,
Seeds at night,
The process is hastily,
They have only hours to live a life.

After a short pollination,
Follows a fruit formation,
Seeds dropping in to the soil,
A life circle is completed.

The dew vaporize again,
Under the burning sun,
Water is returning to spread love,
supporting love and life again.