It's much easier to share

• It's much easier to share
  Sadness on common shoulders,
  To settle tragic memory
  Like incense in a room,
  Than the perfume
  That is Joy.
  
  
  That pleasant, fresh-baked
  Happiness is less,
  Just less, and distress
  Is such sweet punch to swallow.
  
  
  I should have sensed
  The heady lingering scent
  Is too great, that its
• Pesky presence seems a slight.
• It's not. It assists as it stings
• To smooth the lines
• Binding two distinct times,
• Soothes as it bites.