Oh I am so fortunate. <br />In the past and in the present. <br /> <br />We fell in love, and loved <br />and it was total <br />and unexpected <br />and revelatory <br />and unique, of course <br />and consuming <br />and falling in love with the whole world too <br />and with life itself <br />and a compass <br />and the possibility of a map <br />and lacked nothing <br />and was everything. <br /> <br />And it was so perfect <br />that now <br />when I see your double around the town <br />who looks just like you <br />and was you <br /> <br />there is no need for nostalgia <br />or regrets <br />or how-it-might-have-been-if <br />or even self-congratulation <br />because it was so complete <br />and completed. <br /> <br />I am so fortunate. <br />I would like to think <br />(for we talk, easily, but never of the past) <br />that it is the same for you <br /> <br />for that way, completeness is doubled <br />and something, perhaps <br />given to the world. <br /> <br />We are so fortunate.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-s-perfection/
