The Perfect Life


No such thing as enemies, deception, or struggles...
Sky's perfectly blue, area filled with clear floating bubbles...
Sorrounded by fresh air, tree's carrying hives filled with honey..
No need of car's, gas, or worries, No need of any kind of money...
No such thing as a wall, since the word danger has never existed..
World at peace, nice, n quiet, evil exist only in stories of devil's n witches..
Could smell the newly put flower's, laughter takes place of childrens cries..
Could hear the river smootly flowing down stream while on the grass I lay...
Right by my side, is my beautiful wife, with a smile of an angel...
With the skill of a great chef, could set any food on the table...
Contain's the lip's of Angalie Jolie, eye's of Lucie Lou...
And while under the cover's, anything you say she'll do...
A house like Hugh Hefner's, In the back is a tropical forest..
Filled with colorful parrot's N monkey's from tallest to shortest..
On the ground, squirrels sprinting, thirty ft. high are newly born bird's...
Green leave's everywhere, quiet! The drop of a needle can be heard..
But that's the outside, the house is something completely different..
Where you can change the lighting of a lamp, or tempature in a instant..
Hanging from the ceiling is crystal glass light's that bright up the room..
Where all your sadness it can consume, making your whole house bloom..
Wall's painted white, pictures of your family sit's above the fire place..
Where you'd use to make love to ur wife, for those romantic days...
After one blink, you open your eyes wider, scratch and realized..
That your in the place you go to the second after you just died..
Heaven.