Pink Dress

The pretty pink dress
coveted by admiring eyes
discarded and stained
never to be adorned again
Attraction without affection
the offering of transaction
enticement with colour
fragrance drifting in air
Passing by the brief encounters
mutual self satisfaction
symbiotic threshold crossed
sweet secretions devoured
Used and now useless
unwanted filaments of maleness
the useless androecium
detached and lifeless
Prettiness fallen will rot
while ovaries swell
the true beauty of life
growing to fruition

Ciaran Burke