Ode to Femininity

Eyes ablaze with tiger fire
   rest coolly in skin's soft porcelain silk
Hair cascades in long lush billows
   and gently caresses pillows of milk

  Cheekbones, Collarbones, Hipbones
      Such Sharp features savagely slash my heart
  Shoulders, Elbows, Knees
      All so blunt and brutal beat me apart

The nose points high
 The chin's to the sky
  I get lost in rolling curves

As feat pass by
 resting near the thigh
  under the sacral grove a flower stirs

A secret flower with velvet petals
It grows peacefully undisturbed
 Yet the time will cum for it to be plucked
 But 'til then may it be preserved