If Only She Knew.

A woman is like a flower,

pretty in exterior design,

fragile in interior decor.

But if only she knew.

Men are out,

Only for her “cookies” 

to eat

like butterflies are out,

only for the nectar  

of unwary flower 

to suck.

But if only she knew.

Love, 

she feels,

at the drop of a hat,

for every face 

that smiles

only for a place

to empty his “trash”.

But if only she knew.