louie’s armsong
Grateful acknowledgment, again, to Bob Kabchef for the title suggestion.
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Grateful acknowledgment, again, to Bob Kabchef for the title suggestion.
One with Clay, Image and Text 
Heaven… I’m in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Heaven… I’m in heaven,
And the cares that hung around me through the week,
Seem to vanish like a gambler’s lucky streak,
When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh, I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak.
But it doesn’t thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh, I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek.
But I don’t enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Dance with me! I want my arms about you.
The charms about you
Will carry me through to…
Heaven… I’m in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek.
That’s the one, Michel, and how fun it was to make Fred sing it when he was actually IN Heaven. 🙂
Or is that the effect my poem had on you? 🙂
Ahhhh, in heaven, Gene could dance with Audrey….
On second reading, the poem is actually a bit more sulfurous than the usual Astaire imagery… 🙂