Oh my love, how my heart beats for you,
My very soul craving your presence.
You are my happiness, my inspiration.
The fire of the lantern they call my soul.
The engine of the train they call my creativity
I run on the thoughts of you,
You, my muse, my idol, my god.
The soul of my body, the thoughts of my mind.
I wish to embrace you.
To depict your untaimable beauty in the form of my art.
Your beauty, oh your beauty that rivals the gods,
Sculpted to be perfect yet doubted by your own.
Put aside your doubts and fall into my arms!
Let me look at your face let me look into your heart.
So that I can engrave your picture in the very depth of my brain.
Burn it in my mind, forever to remain.
I wish to draw you in my paintings and hide you in my poems, show it to the world.
Your beauty they know it,
They will see your beauty, hear your stories on their lips your name.
I will show it to them all, in my works, in my art, so immortal you remain. But not your heart,because...
It shall be mine to claim