• Xanadu
    People think of paridise as a place of perfection
    A Eden of the mind or a physical wonderland
    It's a place you go to where your troubles go away
    Where a sunrise rids yesterday of it's bad intention

    In paradise, you're alone when you need to be
    Crowded when you crave attention
    All your needs are fufilled, wishes coming true
    The universe is at your feet , from the smalles speck to the tallest tree

    The food would satisfy even the most giant of cravings
    Never ending buffets at your slightest whim
    All five senses are delighted and basking in the serenity of the world
    Making you never want to leave, it's what your heart sings

    For others, this idea of utopia may be true
    But it surely is not mine
    My land of milk and honey,without one thing, could never be complete
    Only with the person to whom my heart does belong,
    That is my xanadu.