Imperfect love was perfect for them.
He recalls their wedding day —
Radiant in joy and sunshine,
Always, in his mind, that way
Never in a hundred lifetimes
Could he ever have foreseen
That she would be taken from him;
Left to celebrate and keen
For a ghost he longs for nightly,
Loneliest of earthly men;
Dreaming of imperfect love that
He will never find
Again
