Madame de la Haye

Curls and curves
And the sweetest smile
Mysterious, vulnerable
And hard as nails.

Complex, elusive, a glimpse of...
A peek sometimes, beyond the veil
So long worn, a habit hardly seen.

Private in public, performing, perfecting
The art of the play, a merry dance she leads.

Beautiful, teasing, pulling and pushing
Her dreams from the shadows.