To my beloved Anne

Lovely and beautiful, aren’t you?
You're so precious to me, it’s as if I live for you.
Staring at her could make the devil shed a tear,
Being loved by her shouldn’t be even fair.
Having you is a heavenly grace, I’d say.
Losing you is a very high cost, I couldn't even hope to pay.
Gazing upon you is the reason the sun rises, lengthy.
And being by your side makes me feel almighty.