Your utter delight at thisorthat--- joie de vivre as the French dub it
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That implacable sangfroid, so childlike and endearing
Your voluble ruminations that chase each other
Like silver rivulets on the picture windows
You, beloved are the loveliest human being I know
With your upturned nose and the gay bunch of flowers
Sprouting on each silken-soft cheek
Your easylaugh--- Oh that laugh!
It remedies this sad browbeaten world we live in
Beloved, here I am with you--- awed by your capacity to feel things keenly
And your insatiable appetite to swallow yet another finely-etched hangnail moon!