What does happiness look like?
You in your red coat.
Where does it go for a drink?
To bed, on Sundays.
What does happiness sound like?
The purr of an unhooked phone.
What does it do for a living?
It has private means.
What does happiness feel like?
The barehanded planting of bulbs.
What is its home address?
Yours, sweetheart.
Does happiness have a scent?
The sea, the air, the earth.
Where did you see it last?
Under the bedclothes, laughing.
What taste does happiness have?
That of a long, slow kiss.
And how does happiness write?
Badly, like this.
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