Happiness should not be defined or generalized. What does it really mean? He walks in with a gleam and lightness. She is by his side, the one he said changed his perspective. Made him want to be a husband, racing to give up the title of a bachelor, a womanizer. No longer does he desire the flesh. Like a victim identifying an unsub from behind the one way mirror. He align them mentally, which one does he require tonight? The seducer or the one full of mystery? Now when he imagines, all he sees is one unimaginable beauty. It didn’t take much for him to change. Must of been her grace and her transparency, the way she cares. A natural giver, whatever she has is his. Nothing too good for the taking. A life of love and total bliss. Together they must grow. Like a sword to a shield they will triumph. Unstoppable in their own right, but together, better, the results amplified with that of each other.