Oh, have you seen her,
The maiden so fair?
With icy blue eyes
And locks of blonde hair. 

With a gleaming smile
And heart made of gold.
A laugh to cure all, 
Or so I am told. 

From lips like candy,
Her words kind and sweet.
The type of friend you
Would most love to meet. 

Soft arms to give you
The warmest embrace.
A pureness of joy
Expressed on her face.

I once caught a glance,
Wish it’d been clearer. 
Alas, my mistake,
‘Twas just a mirror. 

It feels as though I
Knew her once before, 
In another land,
On some distant shore.

Was it a past life?
Seems so long ago. 
Did our paths cross then?
I just have to know. 

Oh, have you seen her, 
The maiden so fair?
I long to find her. 
Oh, please take me there!

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 ❤ Kristin Nicole @ KristinNicolePoetry.com