My heaven is simple yet beautiful;

Out in the faint light of the shining sun.

With the blowing wind of such soundness too;

And the roses of red to bring you fun.

My heaven is dreamy yet natural;

With the amused birdies singing a tune.

In the silence of a place so rural;

A secret place where I carved my love's rune.

My heaven is charming yet imperfect;

For all the things it bears, one thing it lacks;

And by lacking, creates a big defect.

A glass so bright, but no use when it cracks.

All charm it has except for one charm true;

All beauty it has, but one face of you.