Separation is only a good thing,

If the presence of a person was painful,

Even then, we mourn the good times,

And put the bad ones down to something else.

 

So to belong is to at home,

At rest,

In Love,

Peaceful,

With friends and those you cherish.

 

It is to be covered in chocolate,

Warm but not hot,

Dreamy, but not asleep,

Dripping with love,

Leaking out uncontrollably.

 

This is happiness indeed.

In the presence of God.