"You made it, for her. It's her poem. No other woman in the world has that poem. I cannot tell you how much that appeals to vanity, and desire combined. You are telling her she's one of a kind. That this poem forever belongs to her. Yes, another poem might be better, but it was written at one time to or about another woman. Here ,she can be pleased she's your reason for art, she is your inspiration." She admits "It excites a lady. Heck, your dad wrote me a poem once. I laughed, but I was touched "