A brief moment of happiness is; 
the gaze in your eyes, 
the warmth i feel from your gentle touch, 
my hands in your hands
under the dim lighting of this tea room, 
this crippling shyness that possesses my body
as i hide away in my arms, 
and the atmosphere we have created
just by being together.
For months i have been waiting, 
waiting to feel such happiness 
although short-lived as i depart.
For now this happiness can only be relived
in my dreams and thoughts, as i wait
for this.. again.                
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