A Lady's Mystery

She reclined upon her sofa
In all elegant style
Giggling to herself,
all the while
suited in her finest Corset
A flush coming to her gorge

Like a masquerade ball
This Lady has it all
The Mystery that is
And yet to be
Romance an underlying tone
Especially when the room feels
Of her being in her zone.

Truly a game,
She knows no shame.
The banter
Or the chatter about
Believe it, there is no doubt.

Elysian Delights will draw you near
For more of the story you will want to hear
As time passes and the pieces join
The story unfolds soigne
As only a lady must
Leaving the reader nonplussed

With a twinkle in her eye
One might ask the question “Why?”
But that not really the one
That will make you come undone
To solve the mystery of her smile
Composure kept all the while

Yes, she’ll keep her mysterious ways
And trance like or a daze
In wonderment kept
Just like her little pet