SEASON LOVERS: BEAU O' FLORET

DAISY witnesses myrian of rosy petals

shower from blooming roseate trunks

to a verdurous greenwood.

A inestimable amazement appeared to her glittering eyes,

and the settings turns to a lavender park. Daisy wanders the enchanted garth

with the rainbow roses of sweet scent—inside the field.

On an lingering amble,

she sighted a on an outlying doorway;

built of bouquet of salmon roses.

She saunters the grassy ground

with scattered blushing floral leaves, pondering of unearthed queer site.

The large alluring gateway;

outlined after the Renaissance era,

catches her two naked eyes at the first blush.

She opened the swinky, dainty wicket—leisurely and cautiously,

to preclude the opening

to cause an alarming uproar.

As the exquisite teeny door was ajar,

she charily passed to a narrow doorway.

Daisy began to stroll the beguiling lawn

full of multicolored roses,

moving her grimmy brunette feet.

The lifeful garth delights her bewildered outlook,

as she continued traversing the forbidden grassward—gaping around.

After a while, Daisy spotted the concealed guardless passage

to the heart of the mythical turret.

Like a slithering ferret, she putted inside her elastic body

through the little hatch, placed at the backyard.

Inside the immense outbuilding castle,

Daisy have seen high-priced stuffs

set in every corners of the house.

The utensils are made of gold and silver,

putted on an aesthetic lemon long table;

covered of a piece of blue cloth.

As Daisy moved backward,

series of silver plates hit the floor—making a clatter sound.

Sentries were alarmed, as they come in the dining;

pointing her lots of guns.

A startling report was received

by the prince of Floral Kingdom in a great speed,

'Prince Fluorescence, a thief was unexpectedly abled to come in the dining;

like a hunting mouse.

But we are the tigers, chasing the mouse,

as she was now under our surveillance.'

Prince Fluorescence replied,

'I wanted to see that outrageous burglar under my territory;

and to lecture her how dangerous life she is now living in.'

Daisy, in covered face of indigo silk, was forced

to go to the throne room—full of spreaded petals on the floor.

The prince commanded his people,

'Uncover her face,  so I could see how the thief look like.'

As the piece of cloth was removes,

Prince Fluorescence was amazed to her fulfilling grace.

The young prince come close to downhearted Daisy;

slowly, and looked at her wrecked smile.

'As the prince of Floral Kingdom, I should—'

Prince Fluorescence looked as her winsome eyes.

'Punish you in—"

discontinued his statement as she was allured

on Daisy's lovesome, seductive' lips.

The room was fully covered by the flustering silence;

without a single warning.

'I am here not to harm,  your honour;

I am only astounded in your lovely place.' said Daisy,

looking at the prince earnestly.

Prince Fluorescence took a deep breathe;

thinking of what would be the best to do at the time.

'If it is the truth and only truth which coming from your mouth,

I want you to prove your sincerity;

Be my slave,.like those breathing just for me.'

said the prince.

Daisy was in daunting worry—freaked out of mind;

guarded by full-armed sentinels around her.

'Or else you want to end your life as earlier.'

threatening Daisy.

Daisy catches her rapid,

wilded breath—looking for quietude

in her puzzled mind.

She looked down on the flat,  lustrous floor;

as she took a look on the prince,

'I am now to agree.' said Daisy.

'I will be one of slaves in the rest of my lives,

and you may ask anything on me;

anything!'

Prince Fluorescence replied to her,

'It's good to know that we are now on the same side;

you may start cooking my dinner.'

The large kitchen was aromatic and sighty,

but Daisy was still in pain;

howling as she cooks a dinner.

When the food was cooked,

Daisy wiped her tears and served the dinner on the table.

As the food was served,

the prince smiled on Daisy a little

but she looked away from him.

Prince Fluorescence's smile turned to a frown;

eating his hot dinner with regret, as he looked at Daisy sorrily.