myth touching my soul

there are many myths in our lives.. still they are there.. still they are part of our daily routines.. we are living in them, we are taking bath in the myth oceans.. but for now, i'll touch just one of them..

there is someone in my life.. a woman.. and i am not ashamed.. to tell that i love her.. she is the precious for me, she is the one i would give my life for, like in the old roman times, i would be the one fighting for her, like in the greek times, the mythic helen of troy, she is the one i would declare war to the whole world. like saint de exupery's little prince, she is my most precious blooming flower, like botticelli's birth of venus, she is my most beautiful woman..

the myth is still touching our lifes..