I've scoured far and wide,
sought through the world's expanse,
for perfections evasive dance.
This endless endeavor left my feet worn, blistered and sore,
traced horizons, yearned for more,
glimpsed the edges of this rugged world,
saw beauties only found behind books lore,
yet you, remain elusive to my sight.
I crafted an ideal of you in my mind,
a vision bathed in grace, a lustrous garden vine,...