I didn’t even see her,
until one day I felt her stare,
across my back like a warm summers day with a blossom scent in the air.
I turned to catch a glimpse
and saw a woman that was looking for her prince.
After several exchanges of glare,
I noticed a woman so rare.
Something came over me that I can not explain,
a feeling that didn’t leave me for an eternal flame.
Her eyes were golden brown like the reflection of a Queen’s crown.
She had black hair that set fire to her shy glint –
with olive skin that looked perfect
when she went into the water to swim.
Felt her before seeing her,
our eyes would collide on the other side of the street.
A look that exchanged a thousand words,
yet a delivery of feeling, no words can complete.
She tried to work me out as one day we exchanged words.
I lost her in my verbal muster of cluster.
She shook her head in a moment of fluster.
To which our magnetic pull reversed.
The path parted into a different time.
It wasn’t to be on this line as the bells chimed for a different mind.
I won’t see her again, not in this time.
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