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HEAVEN ON EARTH
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HEAVEN ON EARTH |
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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US 
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Sitting in my little chair eyes closed listening to the guitar in the distance sending me into another world high as a kite and I see you there watching me I begin dancing for you Wearing a white dress, see through from the rain I glide through the night for you hands in the air I float into the clouds I slide and move for you A snake with legs lost in the music Hair matted to my head I sing for you "Little motel" Don't care that I no longer matter That what I say isn't adored no longer Right here, right now, is good enough for me This truely is heaven on earth When I open my eyes Its you there playing the guitar And you sing to me "Little motel." "Right here. Right now , is good enough for me This truely is heaven on earth" Inspired by band: Modest Mouse, song: "little motel" I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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The_Nameless_One Member
since 2007-01-20
Posts 165Missouri |
nice poem inspired by a good song |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Does not the magic Well of Life spring from the spirit? Doesn't the enchanted garden of the gods grow in the heart? |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Does not the magic Well of Life spring from the spirit? Doesn't the enchanted garden of the gods grow in the heart? |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
it is a good peom to read. If one can be happy by oneself then one can be happy anywhere. enjoyed. |
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