Oh, what a delightful image I have when suddenly something beautiful appears that reminds me of you.
As the great poet and thinker once wonderfully put it, "We all have one perfect image when we are reminded of someone who has touched our lives. It will be the first image that swims into view every time we think of them in the future."
Now I see, in the presence of beauty we can do great things. Anything is possible.
Now I understand, because of women like you, there are men who are willing to die on the battlefield. Swords unsheated, ready to cut and wound and slay.
Now I understand, because of women like you, there are artists and treasure hunters and poets in the world.
Inspired by ars amorata