La Boudeuse, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

La BoudeuseLa Boudeuse, Jean-Antoine Watteau (c. 1718)

La Boudeuse

Thou art beautiful my petite coquette
Prim and proper with many skills to tease
Attended finest schools for etiquette
But having no knowledge of how to please

Flirtatiousness doesn’t provide a defense
To protect thy young heart from tragedy
Thy words whispered are but a coy pretense
Speaking what’s in thy heart will set thee free

Let me caress thee with welcoming arms
That thou may eliminate this charade
Now quietly invoke thy loving charms
Assuredly thou beauty shall not fade

Looking into thy eyes to see thy soul
My heart now willing for thee to control


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