What Makes Me Happy?

What makes me happy?
The way you look
At me with love
In your eyes, or hold
My hand in yours. You
Sitting near me and touching

The tips of my fingers. Your touch,
Soft and gentle, spreads happiness
Throughout my body. You
Stopping whatever you were doing in order to look
At me, holding
Me with your gaze, while I sit there, loving

The way you love
Me. Your hands touch
My back as you hold
Me close to you, and I’m happy.
And as we part, you look
At me once again, as though you

Don’t want to let go, as if you
Are afraid of losing me. Why do you love
Me? You have that look
Of longing, like you want to touch
Me. Then, you have happiness
Spread across your face as you hold

Me in your arms. You hold
Me tight, burying your
Face in my neck. I’m happy
That you are loving
On me. I tremble at your very touch.
And, once again, you look

At me, looking
Deep into my eyes as you hold
Me. You’re touch
Lingers on my skin as you
Walk away from me, love
Bursting from my heart, hoping you’re happy.

Why am I happy? Because you hold
Me and look at me with your
Gentle, loving, and caring touch.