for your happiness

for your happiness,
to you i give this love,
this longing gone too long
for cyclic brain ‘llows focus
only certain instance ’til noise
of sight breaks bond, leaving smile/
your smile/your welcome a pain,
as though the parting of lips
were torn from hinge/from split/from
round of mouth to bitten cheek/nerve/
gash unhealed, for what wound lasts through
gnaw’d persistence of must-be-said.