Flowering for His Pleasure

Sir tells her that blue flowers add allure
And would go well with her hair and her smile:
She'd make a pretty picture  that could cure
Sir's longing for her that tends to beguile
Him morning, noon and night, as he decides
How she might suit him best at every hour;
He want her on the journey at his side;
He wants to seize her locks and to empower
Her eager touches, as she wakes today;
And keeps her eyes closed, thinking of each time,
She has been given permission to play;
And how her fingers descend and incline
To open doors to passion; let her treasure
Moments as she flowers for his pleasure.