Кружево

It spun around like a wedding dance, where happiness doesn't ask for permission - it just takes you by the hand and presents you with a fait accompli: ‘Now we're together.’ A little naivety, a touch of youthful recklessness, but sincere, to the point of trembling in the voice. When even the eyes don't believe it, but the heart is already thanking heaven for the fact that one day it spun just like that.