Happiness does not make great poems
But what do I know
Having it now not a long time

Happiness is your smile every morning
Your kiss on my forehead
Your touch on my waist
Your laugh in a darkness
And long - night talks
Happiness is life on your side
When I'm inventing problems and you wash them away

I do not know much about happiness nor love
But something with us is much more than passing days in laughs
When I look in your eyes
It's endless ocean of love and affection

I'm learning happiness
MY Angel