12/01/2025
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Dance of Perfect Harmony
Two silhouettes move together in the circle of the wind,
Their garments flowing - waves of gold and crimson blend.
Each step they take beats like a shared heart’s rhyme,
No one leading, no one following - only rhythm in perfect time.
They dance like rivers meeting the wide embracing sea,
Like sunlight touching the sun, breathing in synchronicity.
Their lifted arms - carried gently by the air,
Their flowing hair - painting soft curves everywhere.
Within their spinning world, not a single word is spoken,
Only whispers of a bond too seamless to be broken.
Each step a silent pact of trust,
Each turn a promise - steady, deep, and just.
They dance until even time must pause to see,
As if the world has narrowed down to dancers two and the wind set free.
Behind them trails a ribbon of shimmering light,
A quiet testament to a connection moving bright.
If there is a language more beautiful than words can be,
It lives in the way they dance - in perfect harmony.
(Art by Serin Alar)
🖊️Poem: Piahn
