I will not explain my love.
I won't explain it to them.
I will not explain it to you.
If you have a beating heart,
You would see.
You would sense and,
You would feel, like I do.
You are my happy place.
My person, my personal space
Of joy, and certain relief.
I miss you, when I don't see you.
And also when we are gone,
Far away, to our workplaces.
But all these, I don't tell you.
I keep it hidden in my heart.
You pop up like a confetti
Frizzle down like soda bubbles
I watch you with my eyes, lit with passion.
I desire to stay somewhere within you
Feeling safe.
Yes, you are my happy place.
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