Happiness is not a word…it is a
state of movement multitude maximum and being;
always and not enough
…my happiness is you and I could have
put these words in any
order, any preposterous priority, any
unlikely aggregation…I didn’t
because I can’t:
I can only put them where
they are meant to be, grown and
nourished in the
light of your soul; your breath (soft
and sweet) freeing an inner energy, moving
perfect consciousness toward
…a hearth of warmth and solitude
…a place of trembling fear
always always always
…a life of untethered wonderment
for all that you are and are not…

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