So often in the past
he has crept into my mind
my attempts were all in vein
the likes of him i could not find
so great the number
of those who have come and gone
each at the time
claiming to be the one
the day finally came
and like a moth to a flame
i came to a new place
where i saw beautiful and pure
i knew he was the cure
i have found such serenity
but how can i stand
to behold such sweet sublime
for me to confront such perfection
would surely be a crime
