Bliss

A state of bliss -

How infrequent comes

This sensation. 

We yearn for that

Perfect peace and relaxation,

Security, fulfillment,

And the radiance

Of contentment. 

We seek it by vice,

Beauty, or design -

Food and wine can divine

It for a mite,

Euphoric taste with

Each succulent bite…

Eyes half-closed in drowsy

Splendor - seeing only

What pleases,

Bliss teases for

Longevity, but its brevity

Is what makes it precious.