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My picture perfect painting...

  • Writer: Shaanvi Rai
    Shaanvi Rai
  • Jan 23, 2025
  • 1 min read

I didn't know eyes could laugh,

Until I met you.

I didn't know thoughts could be of such vivd colours,

Until I heard yours.

I didn't know hands could converse in their own beautiful language,

Until I held yours.

I didn't know the slightest glimpses of someones face could make your day go so much better,

Until I saw yours.

I didn't know smiles could be so infectious,

Until your lips curved a certain way.

A picture perfect painting,

Made especially for me.

Such beautiful strokes of the brush,

To create something so ideal.

My whole world captured

In skin and bones.

My perfection,

You.

 
 
 

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