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