The Picture I painted

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I painted a picture in my mind,

an image so long ago

of the perfect man who could win my heart

who I thought I would never know.

I pictured his eyes and his vivid smile,

his heart as pure as gold

I kept this image close to heart

but never a soul I told

I never thought I'd meet this man

who'd steal my heart away

I never knew that he existed

then I met you one day.

with eyes so bright, your vivid smile

a heart as pure as gold

you pulled me from my darkest days

and saved me from the cold

you are the man from all my dreams

my only dream come true

it's typical, just my luck

I'll never be with you

Poetry and Prose By Jake DorianWhere stories live. Discover now