Precious Iris flower of mine,
With your purple pedals glowing bright,
Resembling the blink of your eyes and the intuitive spirit you obtain.

Press upon me your velvet textured skin, so that I may be close enough to intoxicate myself with your aromatic love- the quintessence of a French love encapsulated in your scent.

Let it be told from your lands tower that you are my heart’s desire, my hearts require.

Let me hold you in my hands just as I would the iris you represent,
And allow me to nurture you and to feed your veins with a passion so fervent it would upright your pedicel allowing for me to better sense your divine profile of beauty.

Precious iris fleur of mine,
That I have picked from Venus’s garden, may you always represent the goddess’s beauty and love.