Wise Woman
Soothsayer, reader of the stars, tell me,
do you see the woman of my dreams there?
A princess, no doubt, is what you will see,
or a fairytale nymph with golden hair.
But I'm not looking for fantasy lies;
nor angelic beings made of starlight.
Find me someone like me, someone who cries;
loves long walks on the beach and candlelight.
Wise woman, gaze into your crystal ball;
she surely can't stay hidden from your view.
And should you spot the fairest of them all,
she'll never be as beautiful as you.
Soothsayer, peer into my heart and soul;
and you'll see, only you can make me whole.
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