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Almost Heaven
...a perfect courtship for the meek

End-of-day light
Falls sideways through the blinds
Falls sideways on her face - his arm - her neck
His eyes are closed

VU is droning
It's cold in Alaska
She just feels a sticky heat between them

Shadows glide behind them
He looks down - she won't look away
Evening heat surrounds them
Takes their words away....

His hand falls to his knee
A Thousand times the same way
She follows his look down to the floor
There's nothing there but shadows

Shadows glide behind them
He looks down - she won't look away
Evening heat surrounds them
Takes their words away
He can't move and she can't speak
It's a perfect courtship for the meek
This slow dance is almost heaven
It's almost heaven
It's almost heaven....

He smiles in his small way
Looks her in the chin
He takes his hand from his knee
It's trembling just a little

Her hand on her lip
Can't quite make it move
Air escapes but sound stays in
Just as well - what's there to say?

Shadows glide behind them
He looks down - she won't look away
Evening heat surrounds them
Takes their words away
He can't move and she can't speak
It's a perfect courtship for the meek
This slow dance is almost heaven

Shadows glide behind them
He looks down - she won't look away
Evening heat surrounds them
Takes their words away
He can't move and she can't speak
It's a perfect courtship for the meek
This slow dance is almost heaven
It's almost heaven
And this slow dance is almost heaven....


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