Happiness Poem by Suki Nakamura
Happiness
actually, it was not the tea
not even the sweet confection
or the other red concoction
my dear, it was your hands that
touch mine, your gaze that pierces
like a lance to my soul
that bleeding that fulfills me
that affection that was concealed
it was not the tea or the concoction
my dear, it was the benediction,
my dear, let me be frank, since
it was you, in fact.
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5/8/2024 4:43:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem, Suki, well penned, you got my vote 10+, hope you go to my page and read my poem titled''IN PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS', keep it up, Love and Peace, Romeo