This entrancing girl

[billy]

I knew her. I knew her when we met.
She was the wild one.
I had never met her before , yet
it was as though my heart had flown
to pastures never
seen by human eyes before eyes

I looked at her and
my poor soul disappeared
and wondered why
and rejoiced
in the single epitaph
that it was dying.

Death, I thought
now born anew
flowers grew
where the the thorns the the
had taken hold
and I was trying

to make some sense
of what must seem nonsense
in the eyes of this
tired old world, deeply
lost in the mystical eyes eyes has been used twice before
of this entrancing girl

first off i enjoyed it. it felt like a love poem but and this is really big but, it didn't present itself well. it carried over and over and sort of felt a bit weak. i said another's poem was wordy and the same applies to this. strip anything away that isn't needed. just an example below. do an edit the see what else you can do to make it shine.

to make some sense
of what must seem nonsense
in the eyes of this
tired old world, deeply thanks for the read.