With a twinkle of diamond in his pocket,

And a once brown suit now turning grey,

Hugo walked to the manor of the women he'd pursue,

And only with her would he find his place.

"Oh Anna Lee, take my hand in marriage,

And my love for all life.

With you, I shall be one,

For all my days and nights,"

He cried to the wind.

"And let us be one, forever,

For eternity and in-between,"

Hugo sung aloud,

Within the haunting graveyard.

He stopped when he reached a grave

With a picture of a women

Almost as beautiful as Anna Lee.

Almost.

“Take my hand in marriage”

He practiced on the girl long dead,

Dead before she could be wed.

“Be mine and I will be yours.

We’ll dance on the border of reality

And live a life of merry making.

With a wedding in his mind

He stepped to a gravestone as dark as night.

"Take my hand in marriage,"

He said to the silent grave:

"We will be as one in life and soul,

forevermore you'll be at my side."

"Yes, I do." The wind whispered

Before the ground swallowed him whole.