On the front porch
Eating berries and cream
A June evening,
out of a dream
The sky is velvet
It’s black and blue
The windchimes whispering
Give me this moment
And let it last
Let me have it to hold when it is past
Can I keep it in my pocket
All round and glowing
My fingers to find it
On days when it’s snowing
my perfect marble moment
By now I have a thousand
Because what Lana said is true
Heaven is a place on earth with you
