If I had strong arms, would I lift her up in them so that she would never have to work? Or would I help her clear the path before her?
If I were handsome, would I turn all the forces of physical attraction toward her to draw her closer? Or would I find the wisdom to understand that it is our hearts and souls that bring us together?
If I had wealth, would I buy her all that she could desire? Or would I live comfortably with her and find true wealth in giving to others?
If I had ambition, would I seek my fame and fortune and lay it at her feet? Or would I long for her to stand beside me and share it?
If I had power, would I marshal the world to deliver itself to her? Or would I find those in need and tend to them with her?
These questions are dreams and unanswered riddles, for I have none of these traits. And how can one so unadorned be hopeful to dwell in the heart of one so truly beautiful?