HAPPINESS

Some might say

Happiness is contrary to consciousness

But they never saw you

Your hair being playfully touseled

By the wind

The way the night lights dance

In your childlike gaze

The way you hold me

In your arms when I am scared

They never saw you

Yelling all the words you meant to say

During one of our fights

The bruise you left on my cheek

You visit me in the hospital

I fell, we told the nurses

I looked out the window

And saw the playful wind again

A tear rolled down my cheek

Happiness is not contrary to consciousness

Happiness is contrary to life