Dried Veins

There were countless strategies,

To get her to the cafe,

His hugs were successful enough,

To bring her to late-night parties,

Seasons changed,

Generations evolved,

Everything is getting extinct around them,

Except for the love they shared,

Moments that bypassed neurons,

This year it is much special,

She recovered and came home,

The rooftop is glowing like heaven,

He arranged a tent with a transparent cover,

They both sat in the tent,

She hugged him,

Happy new year,

He whispered into her ears,

Their dried veins carried the new energies,

And the aura around the tent spread into heaven.