If I were a famous painter,
People would be annoyed by you,
Because all of my pieces would reflect your beauty.
I’d paint a picture for each time you made me happy,
And resultantly turn you into an icon.

If I were a soldier,
Society would tremble at your mention,
Because I would fight for your honor.
You would fuel my passion,
And then I would be invulnerable.

But since I’m simply a writer,
Everyone who reads my work will turn jealous,
Because everything I scribble will be inspired by you,
And they will realize exactly who I’m in love with:
The most incredible woman on the planet.