She's not just a star... she's the whole sky, she's not just a flower... she's the field in all its extension, simplifying... she's the totality, the enchantment, a mixture of girl and woman. If there is a sun in the sky... she is the eternal partner moon breaking the heat of the morning with the soft glow of the night, she is the bridge that connects my desires to reality. How jealous of me would be the great poets who spent their fists in thousands of verses and dedicated them to non-existent “goddesses of love”