Sharing this feeling of
Joyment of life,
of chocolate stawberries.
Plated tastefully,
only to be devoured.

Only as happy as I choose to be,
choose to become.
Delicious laughter of
that needing desire.
The delight of candles,
hearts and romance.

it’s indeed serious.
It’s living.
It’s life.

An obligation which makes out
the rest of my life.
Whether or not to be content.
To be satisfied,
as I speak the truthful words
which need to be spoken.

Can not die not knowing.
Knowing what my life should be.
I selected my approach,
as I stand before you.
And I don’t doubt or disregard.
I live by this.


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