A Dream Almost Come True

A low voice through the trees
Singing so sweetly
Should I find the source?
What’s waiting for me?

Wandering blindly
Only guided by the voice
This forest is so dark
Why did I make this choice?

There it is again
Oh please be a beauty
I’d like all my dreams
To come true, oh let me see

A girl with such a face
That would leave me in awe
That not even heaven
Could possibly draw

The perfect girl
Who’d see my true self
And love me deeply
Not adding me to her shelf

She could have anyone
But me, she would choose
How great that would be
To finally not lose

There she is again
Her voice, such a treasure
I can’t wait to find her
Only she, I’d like to pleasure

Her voice begins to fade
I must find her soon
Oh feet, don’t fail me
Don’t leave me a buffoon

I find a small clearing
And there’s the love of my life
Sitting on a tree stump
But sharpening a knife?

For her own protection
Is what that’s for
So I reach for her shoulder
To ease her chore

As I touch her softly
She whips around quick
I feel so cold inside
She did more than just nick

Slumping to the ground
I smile at her gaze
It just wasn't meant to be
But I'll still love her always
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