if my happiness

If my happiness was a golden bowl
you would be the sun
reflecting your rays there
all my days
and in the night
we would sleep deep
satisfied from the light within
 
if my happiness was a chalice of red
you would be its colour true
touching my lips with your name
in every tone
imaginably beautiful
making me feel  anew
 
if my happiness was a house of wood
it would be spacious and kind
with each room as a delight
you would be its carpenter proud
letting me in
rent free
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About elizadavies

Being a human is an awesome thing. Being able to name the awesomness of it all - sends my mind veering dangerously and beautifully ... Naming the Invisible is my life long challenge ... words which live, describe life and eventually impart life ...
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