In that fragment
of a moment
I felt content

A perfect sunset
day ends pleasant
with pure enjoyment

With a need so urgent
no second to neglect
satisfaction, I respect

Does happiness have a scent
Do we delight in its ornament
anticipating its' precious event

But when bliss is absent
if pleasure be upset
all we feel is regret

Joy to what extent
fills us with sentiment
swaying our every talent


Breathless and bent
full of gladness and
Wonderment