The jealous sun scorches me for you loved me more,
It burns my soul but your beauty revives my ashes,
The same beauty that all heavenly bodies adore.
I look at you and see what I saw and more,
The beauty of Eve, the character of Mary,
The good graces of Dorcas, truly you have no adversary.

My breathless lungs are afraid to breathe the same air you breathe,
The earth in its beauty delights that you were born on its shelf,
And I, an elf among giants, a peasant among tyrants,
Am humbled that you chose to love me at all.

Bubbling with joy are the extinct volcanoes,
Ricocheting admiration is what my beating heart shows,
Your presence alone distorts all nature’s laws.
I ponder, I wander in my thoughts, wondering if I am living a lie,
Such beauty loved me, and it hopes to love me by and by.

Till death do us part is an oath I hope I’ll never swear,
For beyond life and death, not loving and embracing you
Is a pain I can never bear.
I hope to travel the world with you and see a million places,
To love you in Paris, to dance with you a million dances,
To roam with love under candlelight in Rome,
For wherever you are, is a place I call home.

God alone knows how much I love you,
The world can only fathom,
And I can only imagine,
So I place my love in his hands,
I place you in his palms,
And then,
You have all the love in the world and more.
Alas, my poetry has no great powers,
My lips are inadequate to sing your worth
—Publius Ovidius Naso.