She tasted Freedom in the air,
Allowing the wind to flow through her wavy long hair.
Engulfed with pleasure she closed her eyes.
Her face zoned out in ecstasy.
She hugged him tightly around his waist,
and rested her cheek on his back.
Meanwhile, their bike geared up for a long ride.
There! This moment.
This may be the happiest moment in my life, she realized.
Could it happen in one’s entire lifespan?
Can there be one moment that is the most precious?
Can it be cherished, and wish for it to last longer?
The creepy, preconceived notion
that something might go wrong,
fell silent at that moment.
He smiled at the road, the trees, and the wind.
A smile acknowledging that someone had his back,
well, metaphorically and literally.
He possessed the courage to fight the entire racist world,
in that warm embrace.
They rode away silently, as the way unmasked,
forgetting her existential crisis and his insecurities,
Just for a while.
