When i met the most beautiful women in the world,
i did not realise.
In foreign lands our paths crossed with absinthe
and the night sky was painted neon.
As lights and churches and parks whisked by
i felt her head on my shoulder.
I did not notice it then but
something was forged at that moment
Much time has passed since
and she still sits by my side.
I know her in my heart,
the most beautiful woman in the world.