An orchid on her hair wilted <br />Petals did they dropp one by one <br />Abruptly her true lover tilted <br />Snide whims to another for fun <br /> <br />Frail honour fights subjugation <br />Careens with hard subway faces <br />Shocked roving imagination <br />Rapes glory in sordid places <br /> <br />To dance with the living and dead <br />Floating genteel between the pews <br />Unique orchids crown female heads <br />Slighted by those masculine fools.<br /><br />Pasquale DiMeola<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lady-slipper-2/
