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Sep 2017
In the morn
I sit tall from my sound slumber
Standing tall in the bathroom mirror
All to ask myself
How could I
A simple man,  make you the happiest woman?

Let me ask
Are you happy?
Do I make you happy?
Do I make your soul dance?
Do you smile?
Smile because of me?
Answer me this
For I must know
To fulfill my dream
To make you the happiest woman alive

Am I too quiet?
Am I too bold?
Too odd?
Too pushy; demanding?
Oh, wont you speak
I must know
To fulfill your happiness

Don't you know?
I wish for nothing more than the smile
A smile so beautiful
To go from ear to ear
So won't you tell me
Do I make you happy?

No matter the answer
I will make you happy
One day
The happiest woman alive
Till the day I die.
Written by
Jose H
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