She was the deadliest
Of flowers
I couldn't wait to smell
Her leaves
From where the dew drops free
But I had to wait
A thousand mornings
For the flower to bloom
Into the dawn
Before I could see her In daylight and hue
In a morning gown and silken hue
Like petals spread against the cellar door
If I look into her pupils
I will lose my mind
If I flick her anther
I will lose my own curiousity
Curious and coy
She is a lady, alright
I am a preacher among playboys
A floral delight
Who shows her beauty
In disguise
As I close my eyes
She takes my life
And I take her fears