uhm, the closest my poems come to happy is this...
love her, it is she for whom I long
her smile brings forth the golden sun
The orbs of her eyes contain a beauty not yet matched,
Twin stars, twinkling in the light of her smile
her lovely voice as sweet as the herald of an angel
her kiss, so sweet, 'tis surely a sin to feel
her laugh hath no equal here or in the heavens
the sound of innocence
it is she for whom I long
she is the one for whom i wait
or....
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It must seem strange to you
for me to claim the knowledge of your face
the gentle curve of your smile
you who I have not seen
it should indeed seem truly odd
that I should say I know
the way your hair frames your face, just so
you who I have not met
that I should know the secrets your heart holds most fear
those that you have not let fall upon another ear
this too should seem queer
you that I have not spoken with
but i am confident, still
for when meet you I do
there will be no question
who is who
when I say I love you
for they will be the one
who says "And I you."
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Once upon a star, a soul was born
Free from all the hatred and ugliness with which our world is torn
You decended, an angel, bringing beauty in your wake
You brought happines to all who saw, and love to all who knew
So in this simple poem, I write for you
My simple rhymes and words will never express
my undying love for you.
These are all i could find, and more than you wanna read, at any rate