Transcendental Sonnet #218:
What Makes Me Happy

Nothing could make me happier than to
Bring a smile to your lips than to make you
Laugh just to forget for a moment all
The pain to make a difference if small
To make you happy means the world to me
And loving you is what makes me happy

My most magnificent magical Maus
In the middle of the night all alone
You make me dizzy I dance round the house
Whenever I talk to you on the phone

Your sweet and fragile body is holy is pure
You bear within yourself all I believe is true
Should anything be wrong with me you are the cure
As you are good for me I would be good for you

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+Steven Curtis Lance

from Transcendental Sonnets, Copyright MMIII

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Good job.

Thanks, Sander!

I love you.

Hang in there... I think I can see the sun beginning to come out now...

In any case, we will always be friends, through it all, no matter what.