Heaven is right here
Heaven is the soft light that spills over the windowsill
Heaven is the soft part of the belly that hangs over a low riding pair of jeans
Heaven is a new pair of shoes, the thoughts of my mother, or the anticipation of a cream filled cup of coffee on Saturday morning
Heaven is the red light spilling over the face of trendy people with trendy shoes
Heaven is in them, heaven is in me, heaven is right here.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
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