She is coy, her seductive allure ready to beguile the unwary. She wields her power with innocence and subtlety.

Whether bold or shy, once revealed, she is a feast for the eyes, promising passion and excitement.

Exquisite and sensual, she draws you in, like a moth to a flame.

Slippery with desire, her petals open, inviting the touch of a searching tongue, or delicate finger. Encouraged from its sanctum, and covered in sticky, dewy moisture, her bud emerges.

Her taste and aroma are a sensory entanglement that captures me. Entranced, I am enslaved forever in her delightful web.

I smile.