When the lights burned off and the dreams died out,
they still had hope to fight the dark rout.
Escaping from the rotten world of clout,
finally free from people's judgement and doubt.

As the wind blew her hair and his scent mixed in air,
reminded them about the freedom now they share.
He pecked her cheeks admiring the girl so rare,
she blushed and shrugged with the boy so fair.

They walked on sand that swallowed their feet,
strolling hand in hand beside the beach street
Still carrying hope until their
heart defeat,
eventually parting ways with the memories sweet...



© Ardra M