Sacred Flower

Madam, I have ran across your sacred flower. I have stepped on the grass and everything in my power. Madam, I have of your dress turned it sour. Yet it was so sweet, I would do it to this hour. Madam, Your sacred flower has brung great adoration. I have enjoyed its appeal, in the way of sensation. Only for a time must I refrain from its glorification. Then repeat many times in real life and imagination. Madam, many a man young and old has adored what you hold. What you wear and what you have to the extreme is very bold Although some men would abuse your mystery beyond the folds In ways of conquest that to you are abusive and very cold.