Do You Truly Love a Woman

You say you love the woman ... she is your everything : your beloved, your adored, your muse, your goddess ... You write verses. You exalt the female figure, idealize her, and she is realized thereby... You imagine her shapes colossal, ethereal in the way that you desire ... You fantasize, you create customize ... engender in the mind... All right, all complete she is all that ... But if you love her so much, why the deprive of freedom, why police her acts, control everything ...? If you love her so much, why don't you let her live her own personality, her identity ...? If you respect her, worship, admire and love ... why? Do you kill her ...? Do you love...? is this Love ? killing, murdering ?