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Happiness is relative Relating to bloodline Of a particular soul That makes the hairline at the rear Of the neck fly at the burst In bumps, Goose bumps Bump to bump I nod my head Bump to bump I gladly skip Hurdles.... Bump on bump my bum Bumps Back and forth To the rhythm of happiness As it touched beneath The depth of my soul Causing my spirit to lift my Body Legs in the air! Teeth shining as clear As the morning sunlight State of mind defined Definition of happiness Of the highest degree and So beats the most accurate Measurement of emotions Yes yass! Yes! Ohhhh yezzzz! Are the words assigned to My being In moment of Ecstasy!

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Date: 6/9/2017 2:07:00 AM
You put Ecstasy into words in a great way :) Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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Date: 6/10/2017 12:39:00 PM
Wow Thanks! It means a lot to me