My happiness is so simple
To see you happy
To see you smile
To see you laugh
To see you settled down
To see you engaged
To see you married
To see you carrying another life
To see you craddling a little human
To see you ....
Because I don't care what would happen to me
For my happiness is you
They might stab me in the heart
But they would never manage to kill me
For I am alive and I'll always be
For my happiness is you
For I am the poet, not the poem
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She and Her Beauty : A Poetry Collection by Benedetta Giava
PoesiaAll poems in this book are originally written in English by Benedetta Giava. All rights reserved.
