Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Coaxed

When I first saw your lovely face,

I knew that paint your face I must.

So we agreed on time and place.

I hoped in me that you would trust.

But as you sat and posed for me,

Such melancholy look you had.

I did yearn for your smile to be,

But you continued to look sad.

Over and over I did ask

You give a look that would beguile,

Rewarding me this painting task.

Oh please won't you give me a smile.

How to unlock a smile from you?

Mona Lisa what need I do?