My Lady Conqueror

I see, the poem I wrote to you was a bit timid, though sweet. “I’ll love you, forever!” is what it says, and I, the great lover, perceived, “it’s what my heart beats!” Several times, I had fluttered the many, hanging around the corner of the house. Conquer them all! So, I did. The naked ladies, the bluebells, the angels trumpet and countless others---innocent and blooming, but withered in few seconds in my eager hands. Yet, you---O La Belle Rose De Grèce, unlike them have conquered me!