Could you define bliss to me?
It's when the heart's beat is of ecstasy.
Conveyed through goofy, eccentric laughs,
It's little kids crafts showed in photographs.
Dulcet strums, a sweet bliss of mine,
Takes me towards silver linings of cloud nine,
And blithe words written on chocolate wrappers,
Wrap around my smile like boa on a flapper.
Should it come from those you love or hate,
Bliss is simply a beatific change of state.