Marble Woman

Beautiful and whole

The Marble Woman stands erect

On a pedestal of gold

The morning sun her skin reflects

Creating a halo

Perfect in every detail

Save one flaw, unnoticeable to most

Tempting to all males

Someone’s possession no one can boast

She is not for sale

Off to the side

Another woman is on display

She hides

She is shrouded by the other’s shade

She cries

The China Doll

Heavily marred by time and overuse

Is cracked and small

But has survived the most violent abuse

And many falls

Mysterious and bold

He comes to look over the various presentations

The pedestal of gold

Does not escape his intense discrimination

His attention holds

But he leaves her

Choosing the broken and dirty China doll instead

Who is sure

That he must have gone crazy in the head

If it is she he prefers