She Hardly Has To Try

She really doesn't have to try too hard,
But wraps him round her finger with a glance;
She lets him take the lead in love's sweet dance,
Knowing that she will get her just reward;
He too can find some recompense with her:
For, in her lowered eyes and demure face,
He seems to think that she is in her place -
So ready to accept; and so concur
That she will satisfy the needs he'd loose,
Winning from him such praise; she'll gently blush
And show him something: just a glimpse of thigh
Will be enough to give him the excuse,
Which ensures he is quite snared by his crush -
And, so, she knows she hardly has to try.