You looked at me, I looked away.
I knew you knew — what could I say?
The air was thick with words unsaid,
Two souls alive, but both in dread.
Then one small step, a hand held out —
And suddenly there was no doubt.
The silence broke, the walls came down.
You smiled. I smiled. We both were found.
(Dec 2025)
December 25
© Copyright: Евгеша Семёнова, 2026
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