Duchess of your heart

Lace gloves hiding my hands  
My neck hugged by emeralds and diamonds  
Embedded in gold, which I'm adorned  
Stuning dress in burgundy color,
Decolletage far from small  
Pure silk, custom sewn for this ball

What do you look at, my sir?  
Are the jewels, what you observe?  
Or the color of my eyes you would mention?  
Did shine of gold catch your attention?  
Or my pale skin, you would rather  caress?  
Why do you embarrass?  
Maybe because of my tight corset?  
Or is my smile just too direct?  
 
The golden ring on my finger  
With my family coat of arms engraved  
Are you with him enchanted?  
 
Or you enjoy holding and  kissing my gentle hand?  
Beside the beauty, are you thievish and smart,  
Or is it because  
 
I'm the Duchess  
Of your noble heart?  
 
Please,  
Tell me in French...