Sigh

To find the love, oh wondrous.

To know the heart, so glorious.

To live a song that's sonorous.

To have the peace of happiness,

To dance away so thunderous,

To laugh aloud uproarious,

To lie in arms lascivious,

To walk a route not tortuous.

To see the truths as humorous,

To have a mind not mutinous.

To find a self not hideous.

I could just drive a knife into my face.