Happiness.

Between you and me.
Generous smiles,
Pulled into fullness by the overflowing relish produced in humorous reflexs Followed shortly thereafter by bubbling laughter,
In a spot between the exchange of the thought,
there is a product of God, is there not?
A third variable in the translucent air, that lingers and drifts.
Out to the stars to pronounce, the name of humanity in golden cased gifts.
A word that transcended into eternity as plain printed timeless as all the universe itself.
Happiness


Poetry Piece