Flaxen temptress.

Flaxen tempress)Your hair was flaxen
Wild in gay abandon,
A soul free that once had been tethered to convention.

Wild and wanton and unashamed,
You tethered me,acceptance and willing of capture.

You stole my Self will,your willing servile
Lover
lost in your musk and perfume.

Draw to me my
wild untamed temptress,
join me in le danse amor, move to me with
Raptuous synchronicity of
Purpose.

For I am your slave ,without pride and cannot deny you my flaxen haired
demon ,
Wild and unyeilding,  constant in your forocity.

Lay to me my siren,
And dream the dreams of what may have been ,
Silent and gentle in contented harmony.