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After Dance
Here
I now
sit beside
him, in stillness,
the night gently wrapped
around our quiet forms.
No more need for swirling steps,
just the hush of stars above us,
peaceful in their shimmering vigil—
like soft sighs from the heart of the heavens.
His hand in mine, no words are spoken,
for silence now says everything.
The breeze no longer calls us,
it only hums softly on,
cradling my calm smile,
as I look upward—
no longer lost,
just quietly
glowing
here.
Copyright ©
Krishika Upadhyay
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