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We can't understand each other,
can we?

You'd say one thing, I'd hear another
Both, lost in translation.

Why is it then,
that we always find our way back?
Aren't you as tired as I am?

Perhaps there lies an answer-
somewhere beyond the realm of your eyes

If only I could get past the way you see me
I'd realize.
No one can love and hold me
the way that you do.
No one can kiss and tease me
the way that you do.
I can’t stop thinking of you.

You have put your touch on me.
Everything about your handsomeness
harmonizes with mine.
My heart is harboring your love,
feeling so amazing in your greatness.
I still cringe when I meet someone with your name

Your name

Like the slowest poison
It never leaves me

Just slowly eats away

Ah your name

How I wish I could eradicate it from my soul
happiness comes in a cheek
happiness comes rapped in plastic
happiness is the first new i phone
happiness is 8 car in your drive way
money is happiness?
happiness is spending time with your family
happiness is playing with a ball and a stick
happiness is making a space ship out of cardboard
wealth is not happiness
things are not happiness
people are happiness
imagination is happiness
My happiness ... it comes from the smallest things,
as it flows into the clepsydra the grains of sand.
My happiness ... is the thought of using my wings,
my warm soul that surrounds you with its hand.

My happiness ... is the rainbow after a big storm,
is the fragrant, beautiful scented flower, like a lip balm.
My happiness ... are your eyes as a color spell in uniform
and you embrace me all in your comforting palm.

My happiness ... is the song humming your name
under the burst of tender kisses of a guitar on fire.
My happiness ... is your vibrant glance in a frame,
your touch on a bear fur, like a hot desire.

My happiness ... is my smile in which you mirror in the night,
your face is dear heaven in my humble garden.
My happiness ... is faith in love and in what is right,
it's the flame burning, without asking for a pardon.

My happiness ... is the sleep you will watch for me
with fine caresses on my long raven hair.
My happiness ... is the starry sky where I feel free,
our bathing in the great spiritual love, like a prayer.

My happiness ... is coffee in two until we're much older,
when the sunrays brings us to life without any risk.
My happiness ... is the sea breeze on our naked shoulder,
spring suite appears, warmed by the heavenly yellow disk.

My happiness ... is to be happy even if I'm sad and on my knee,
for you have the power to raise me up and wipe my tears away.
My happiness ... is to swim against the waves of the sea,
for you are expected, loneliness has announced its delay.
Happiness is hearing your voice
Happiness is seeing you smile at me
Happiness is your laugh when I say something funny
Happiness is your eyes lighting up when you see a dog
Happiness is you being happy about cute animals
Happiness is playing with your hair
Happiness is having your head on my chest
Happiness is you snuggling up to me
Happiness is hearing you talk about sloths
Happiness is you explaining environmental science to me
Happiness is kissing you on the nose
Happiness is you singing Disney songs
Happiness is holding you in my arms
Happiness is experiencing something new with you
Happiness is making stupid jokes at Barnes and Noble
Happiness is a long drive while holding your hand
Happiness is your lips on mine
Happiness is hearing "I love you" and saying it back
Happiness is coming home to you
Happiness is falling asleep and waking up next to you
Happiness is "just a few more minutes" in the morning
Happiness is loving you
Happiness is you
It makes you happy.
It makes you sad.
Make you wake up in the morning feeling so glad.
Yes, are the things that love makes you do.
Oh, so true.

It makes you sorry.
It makes you blue.
It makes you recognize when someone using you?
Yes, these are things that love makes you do.

One thing about affection?
It opens your eyes and makes you see many things you refuse to ever see.

It makes you win.
It makes you lose.
Makes you call another a lovesick fool.
Yes, these are the things that love makes you do.

It makes you lonely.
It makes you smile.
Makes you bewilder and go the extra mile.
These are the things that will impress you.
Should I be trying to repair the bridges that she so easily burned?
Whether basking in the sun or bathing in the moon, I will always and forever be thinking of you.
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